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LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 



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MILLENNIAL HARP. 



DESIGNED FOR 



MEETINGS 



SECOND COMING OF CHRIST 



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TART I. 



BY JOSHUA V. HIMES. 



BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED AT 14 DEVONSHIRE STREET. 

1845. 



PREFACE 



The Harp, in its present form, embraces nearly all 
the hymns contained in our well-known works, — the 
"Millennial Harp," "Musings," and "Melodies," — 
(those only having been omitted which are rarely, if 
ever, sung,) and is designed to furnish a more com- 
plete and convenient selection, to be used in our 
Advent meetings. The hurry with which the above- 
named works were got through the press, necessa- 
rily made them, in many respects, defective ; though, 
with all their defects, they have been the means of 
accomplishing a vast amount of good, by conveying 
the truth to the mind of those who were in the dark, 
and awakening the careless; by inspiring new hope 
in the fainting soul, quickening the languid, and giv- 
ing utterance to the burning desires and sublime 
expectations of those who are longing for the appear- 
ing of Jesus Christ. 

We are aware of the difficulty of suiting the taste 
of all classes in musical and devotional composi- 
tions ; the greatest possible diversity for this pur- 
pose, which is consistent with the nature of the work 
in which we are engaged, must therefore be allowed. 
Some of our hymns, which might be objected to by 
the more grave and intellectual, and to which we 
ourselves have never felt any great partiality, have 
been the means of reaching, for good, the hearts of 
those who, probably, would not otherwise have been 
affected ; and, as our object, like that of the Apostle, 
is to save men, we should not hesitate to use all 
means lawful, that may promise to " save some." 

The general expression of approbation which our 
former works have called forth, assures us that this 
effort to improve our Ad-cent Harp will be appre- 
ciated by all the true friends of the Advent cause. 

Boston, October 23, 1843. 




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3 There is a home for weary souls, 

By sin and sorrow driven; 
When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise and ocean rolls 

And all is drear — but heaven. 

4 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 

To brighter piospects given; 
It views the tempest passing by, 
Sees evening shadows quickly fly, 

And all serene — in heaven. 

5 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 

And joys supreme are given; 
There rays divine disperse the gloom;— 
Beyond the dark, the narrow tomb 

Appears the dawn of heaven. 



Human Frailty. 

1 This world is all a fleeting show, 

For man's probation given; 
The smiles of joy, the tears of wo, 
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow; 

There's nothing true as heaven. 

2 Poor wanderers of a stormy day, 

From wave lo wave we'er driven; 
And fancy's flash, and reason's ray 
Serve but to light us on the way; 

There's nothing bright as heaven. 
S And where's the hand held out to cheer 

The heart with anguish riven? 
For sorrow's sigh, and trouble's tear, 
Have never found a refuge here; 

There's nothing kind as heaven. 

4 In vain do mortals sigh for bliss, 

Without their sins forgiven: 
True pleasuie, everlasting peace, 
Are only found in God's free grace; 

There's nothing good as heaven. 

5 From those who walk in wisdom's way, 

Corroding fears are driven; 
They're wash'd in Christ's atoning blood, 
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My soul will respond, To Immanuel be given 
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Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above! 
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3 'Tis true, we are but strangers, 

We sojourn here below; 
And countless snares and dangers 

Surround the path we go; 
Though painful and distressing, 

Yet there's a rest above; 
And onward still we're pressing, 

To reach that land of love. 



The Great Physician. 

1 How lost was my condition, 

Till Jesus made me whole; 
There is but one Physician 

Can cure a sin-sick soul; 
Next door to death he found me, 

And snatch'd me from the grave, 
To tell to all around me 

His wondrous power to save. 

2 The worst of all diseases 

Is light, compared with sin; 
On every part it seizes, 

But rages most within; 
'Tis palsy, plague, and fever, 

And madness all combined; 
And none but a believer, 

The least relief can find. 

3 From men great skill professing, 

I sought a cure to gain; 
But this proved more distressing, 

And added to my pain. 
Some said that nothing ail'd me, 

Some gave me up for lost; 
Thus every refuge failed me, 

And all my hopes were cross'd. 

4 At length this great physician, 

How matchless is his grace! 
Accepted my petition, 

And undertook my case; 
First gave me sight to view him, 

For sin mine eyes had seaPd, 
Then bade me look unto him; 

I look'd — and I was heal'd. 

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2 In the way, a thousand snares 
Lie to take us unawares; 
Satan, with malicious art, 
Watches each unguarded heart: 
But from Satan's malice free, 
Saints shall soon in glory be; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 

" Child, your Father calls, Come home." 

3 But of all the foes we meet, 
None so oft misled our feet, 
None betray us into sin, 

Like the foes that dwell within: 

Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 

Christ shall also conquer these; 

Then the joyful news will come, 

" Child, your father calls, Come home.** 



Joy in Hope. 

Children of the heavenly King, 
As ye journey sweetly sing; 
Sing your Savior's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 
We are traveling home to God, 
In the way the fathers trod; 
They are happy now and we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

Shout ye little flock, and blest, 
You near Jesus throne shall rest; 
There your seats are now prepared, 
There your kingdom and reward. 
Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of your land: 
Jesus Christ, your Father's son, 
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3 'Jesus thou Son and heir of heaven, 

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'I see thee bathed in sweat and tears, 
'And weltering in thy blood. 

4 'Yet quickly from these scenes of wo, 

'In triumph thou shalt rise, 
'Burst through the gloomy shades of death. 
And shine above the skies.' 



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5 'Amid the glories of that world, 

'Dear Savior, think on me; 
'And in the vict'ries of thy death, 
'May I a sharer be.' 

6 His prayer the dying Jesus heard 

And instantly replied, 
'To-day thy parting soul shall be 
'With me in paradise.' 



Godly sorrow arising from the sufferings of Christ. 

1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed? 

And did my Jesus die ? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, 

And bath'd in its own blood, 
While all exposed to wrath of men, 
The glorious SufPrer stood ! 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groaned upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown! 
And love beyond degree! 

4 Well might the sun in darkness hide,* 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ the glorious Savior died, 
For man, the creature's sin. 

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes in tears. 

6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe; 
Here, Lord, I give myself away; 
'Tis all that I can do. 



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" O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die." 

1 turn ye, turn ye, for why will you die, 
When God in great mercy is coining so nigh? 
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, 
And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 

2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, 
Your hearts may grow better by staying away; 
Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be 
While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 

3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, 
O how can you question, if you will believe? 

If sin is your burden, why will you not come? 
Tis you he bids welcome; he bids you come home. 

4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, 
To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain? 
To bear up your spirit when summon'd to die, 
Or wall you to mansions of glory on high? 

5 Why will you be starving and feeding on air? 
There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; 
If still you are doubting, make trial and see, 
And prove that his mercy is boundless and free. 

6 Come, give us your hand, and the Savioryour heart, 
And trusting in Heaven, we never shall part; 

O how can we leave you? why will you not come; 
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4 Fly, lingering moments, fly, fly, 

1 thirst, I pant, I long to try, 
Angelic joys to prove! 

Soon shall I quit this house of clay, 
Ciap my glad wings and soar away, 
And shout redeeming love. 



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4 O sinners, don't be be doubting, 
While the sons of God are shouting 5 
Come and join the happy army, 
And there's nothing that will harm you. 
If you follow Christ the Savior, 
And break off your bad behavior, 
And repent and be converted, 
You may sing his praisef too. 



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4 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, 
Where the Lamb and the white vested elders are met, 
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 

5 mercy! mercy! look down from above; 
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May our justified souls find a ransom in heaven. 

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The Gospel Trumpet. 

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Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds, 
Through all the world the echo bounds, 
And Jesus, with redeeming blood 
Is bringing sinners home to God, 
And guides them safely by his word 

To endless day. 
2 

Hail, all victorious conquering Lord, 
By all the heavenly hosts adored; 
Who undertook for fallen man, 
And brought salvation through thy name, 
That we with thee might live and reign 
In endless day. 

3 
Fight on ye conquering saints, fight on, 
And when the conquest you have won, 
Then palms of victory you shall bear, 
And in his kingdom have a share, 
And crowns of glory you shall wear, 
In endless day. 

4 
Thy blood, dear Jesus, once was spilt, 
To save our souls from sin and guilt; 
And sinners now may come to God, 
And find salvation through his word, 
And sail by faith upon that flood 

To endless day. 

5 
There we shall in sweet chorus join, 
And saints and angels all combine, 
To sing of his redeeming love, 
When rolling years shall cease to move; 
And that shall be the theme above, 
In endless day. 



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Friends and neighbors there will part, Sec 
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Pastors and people there will part, &,c« 
6 
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Devils and sinners there will meet, 
Will meet to part no more. 
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Saints and angels there will meet, 
Will meet to part no more. 



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5 There'll be no more sorrow, &c. 
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6 Then we shall see Jesus, &c. 
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7 There we shall sing praises, &c. 
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Harvest Home. 

1 Though in the outward church below, 
The wheat and tares together grow; 
Jesus ere long will weed the crop, 
And pluck the tares in anger up. 

CHORUS. 

For soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout the harvest home. 

2 Will it relieve their horrors there, 
To recollect their stations here; 

How much they heard, how much they knew, 
How much among the wheat they grew? 
For soon the reaping time will, Sfc. 

3 No! this will aggravate their case, 
They perish'd under means of grace, 
To them the word of life and faith 
Became an instrument of death. 

For soon the reaping time will, Sfc. 

4 We seem alike when thus we meet, 
Strangers might think we all were wheat, 
But to the Lord's all-searching eyes, 
Each heart appears without disguise. 

For soon the reaping time will, S;c. 

5 The tares are spared for various ends, 
Some for the sake of praying friends: 
Others the Lord, against their will, 
Employs his counsels to fulfil. 

For soon the reaping time will, Sfc. 

6 But though they grow so tall and strong, 
His plan will not require them long; 

In harvest, when he saves his own, 

The tares shall into hell be thrown. 

For soon the reaping time will, fyc» 

7 Oh! awful thought, and is it so? 
Must all mankind the harvest know? 
Is every man a wheat or tare? 

Me, for that harvest, Lord, prepare. 
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Saint's Sweet Home. 

2 
Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! 
And thrice precious Jesus whose love cannot cease, 
Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, 
I long to behold thee, in glory at home. 

CHORUS. 

Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 

Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my home. 
3 
I sigh from this body of sin to be free, 
Which hinders my joy and communion with thee; 
Tho' now my temptations like billows may foam, 
All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home. 

Home, home, sweet, sweet home, <Sfc. 
4 
While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 

give me submission and strength as my day; 
In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 

Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 6fc. 

5 
Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace, 
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; 
Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne, 
And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Sfc. 

6 

1 long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, 
No more as an exile, in sorrow to pine, 

4nd in thy dear image, arise from the tomb, 
With glorified millions to praise thee, at Home. 

Home, home, siveet, sweet home, 

Receive me, dear Savior, in glory, my home. 



40 



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Star of Bethlehem. 

2 Once on the raging seas I rode, 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 

The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. 
Deep horror then my vitals froze, 

Death struck — I ceased the tide to stem: 
When suddenly a star arose, 

It was the Star of Bethlehem. 

3 It was my guide, my light, my all, 

It bade my dark foreboding cease; 
And thro* the storm and danger's thrall, 

It led me to the port of peace. 
Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 

I'll sing first in night's diadem, 
Forever and forevermore, 

The Star— the Star of Bethlehem. 



The Christian and the Cross. 

2 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
Who lives by angels now adored; 
That Jesus who once died for me, 
Who bore my sins in agony. 

2 I'm not ashamed to own his laws, 
Nor to defend his noble cause, 

The way he's gone, is lined with blood, 
O may I tread the steps he trod. 

3 I'm not ashamed his name to bear, 
With those who his disciples were: 
Christian, sweet name! its worth I view, 
O may I wear the nature too. 

4 I'm not ashamed to bear my cross, 
For which I count all things but dross; 
Whate'er I'm bid to do or say, 
When Christ commands, I will obey. 

5 I'm not ashamed to be despised, 
By those who ne'er religion prized: 
Nor will I prove to Christ untrue, 
For all that men can say or do. 

6 This world's vain honors will I shun, 
The narrow way to life I'll run; 
That this at last my boast may be, 
My Savior's not ashamed of me. 

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Remember Calvary ; 
Remember all thy dying groans, 
And then remember me. 

3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God ! 

I yield myself to thee ; 
While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
Oh, Lord ! remember me. 

4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 

Yet thy salvation's free: 
Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 
Oh, Lord ! remember me. 

5 Howe'er forsaken or distressed, 

Howe'er oppressed 1 be, 
Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
Do thou remember me. 

6 And when I close my eyes in death, 

And creature helps all Bee, 
Then, oh my great Redeemer, God ! 
1 pray, remember me. 



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3 Thy day of mercy gone, 

The Spirit grieved away, 
Thy cup, long filling, now o'erflown, 
Demands the vengeful day. 

4 Thy God, insulted, seems 

To draw his glittering sword; 
And o'er thy guilty head it gleams, 
To vindicate his word. 

5 One only hope I see; 

Oh, sinner, seize it now, — 
The blood that Jesus shed for thee! 
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And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 

And soften'd every bed ; 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with their dying Head. 

5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 

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Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
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Our Shepherd. 

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fear, 
What danger can frighten us while he is near? 
Not when the time calls us to walk thro' the vale 
Of the shadow of death, shall our hearts ever fail 

3 
Tho' afraid of ourselves, to pursue the dark way, 
Thy rod and thy staff be our comfort and stay; 
For we know by thy guidance, when once it is past, 
To a fountain of life it will bring us at last. 

4 
The Lord is become our salvation and song, 
His blessings have follow'd us all our life long; 
His name will we praise while we have any breath 
Be cheerful in life, and be happy in death. 

" Lead me to the Rock." 

1 0, Savior of sinners, when faint and depressed, 
With manifold trials and sorrows oppressed, 
I'll bow at thy feet, and with confidence cry, 

u Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!" 

2 When tempted by Satan the Spirit to grieve, 
And the service of Christ, my Redeemer to leave, 
I'll claim my relation to Jesus on high — 

The Rock of salvation, that's higher than II 

3 When judgments, O Lord, are abroad in the land, 
And merited vengeance descends from thy hand! 
O'erwhelmed with the sight, for protection I'll fly, 
And hide in the Rock, that is higher than I ! 

4 When summoned by death before God to appear, 
By free-grace supported I'll yield without fear! 
Most gladly I'll venture with Jesus on high, 

To enter the Rock that is higher than I! 

5 'Tis there, with the chosen of Jesus, I long 
To dwell, and eternally join in the song, 

Of praising and blessing with angels on high, 
Christ Jesus, the Rock that is higher than I! 



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3 My father I wish you well, 8cc. 

4 My mother I wish you well, &c. 

5 My neighbors I wish you well, &c. 

6 My pastor I wish you well, &c. 

7 Young converts I wish you well, &.<*• 

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4 He by Himself hath sworn, 

I on his oath depend, 
I shall on eagles' wings upborne 

To Heaven ascend : 
I shall behold his face, 

I shall his power adore, 
And sing the wonders of his grace 

Forevermore. 

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5 Though nature's strength decay, 

And earth and hell withstand, 
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, 

At his command : 
The watery deep I pass, 

With Jesus in my view; 
And thro' the howling wilderness, 

My way pursue. 

6 The goodly land I see, 

With peace and plenty bless 'd ! 
A land of sacred liberty, 

And endless rest ; 
There milk and honey flow, 

And oil and wine abound ; 
And trees of life forever grow, 

With mercy crowned. 

7 There dwells the Lord our King, 

The Lord our righteousness, 
Triumphant o'er the world and sin, 

The Prince of Peace . 
On Sion's sacred height 

His kingdom still maintains ; 
And glorious, with his saints in light, 

Forever reigns. 

8 He keeps his own secure, 

He guards them by his side, 
Arrays in garments white and pure, 

His spotless bride ; 
Willi streams of sacred bliss, 

With groves of living joys, 
With all the fruits of paradise, 

He still supplies. 

9 Before the Holy One, 

They all exulting stand, 
And tell the wonders he hath done, 

Through all their land. 
The listening spheres attend, 

And swell the growing fame, 
And sing in songs which never end 
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Judgment. 

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Great God, what do I see and hear! 

The end of things created! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated; 
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore 
The dead which they contain'd before: 

Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 



The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
At the last trumpet's sounding, 

Caught up to meet him in the skies, 
With joy their Lord surrounding 

No gloomy fears their souls dismay 

His presence sheds eternal day 
On those prepared to meet him. 

3 
But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears, 

Behold his wrath prevailing, 
For they shall rise, and find their tears 

And sighs are unavailing: 
The day of grace is past and gone; 
Trembling they stand before the throne, 

All unprepared to meet him. 

4 
Great God, what do I see and hear! 

The end of things created! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated: 
Beneath his cross I view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away 

And thus prepare to meet him. 



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With your troubles now draw near him, 

He the blessing will bestow. 

3 If, like poor Bartimeus blinded, 

You bewail the want of sight, 
Cry to Jesus, son of David, 

He will give you gospel light: 
If no one appear to help you, 

All their efforts prove but talk : 
Jesus ready waits to heal you, 

He will bid you rise and walk. 

4 If, like Feter, you are sinking 

In the sea of unbelief; 
Wait with patient, constant praying, 

Christ will grant you sweet relief. 
Are you weary, heavy laden ? 

He will give you sweet repose; 
Bear his lijjht and easy burden, 

He shall conquer all your foes. 

5 He will give you grace and glory, 

All your wants shall be supplied : 
Canaan, Canaan, lies before you, 

Rise, and cross the swelling tide. 
Death shall not destroy your comfort, 

Christ shall guide you thro' the gloom, 
Down he'll send an heavenly convoy, 

To convey you to his home. 
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War, and pestilence, and famine, 
Signify the wrath to come; 

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Close behind the tribulation 

Of the last tremendous days, 
See the flaming Revelation! 

See the universal blaze! 
Earth and heaven 

Melt before the Judge's face. 
Sun and moon are both confounded, 

Darken'd into endless night, 
When with angel-hosts surrounded, 

In his Father's glory bright, 
Beams the Savior, 

Shines the everlasting light. 
See the stars from heaven falling ! 

Hark ! on earth the doleful cry! 
Men on rocks and mountains calling, 

While the frowning Judge draws nigh; 
Hide us, hide us, 

Rock and mountains, from his eye! 
With what different exclamation 

Shall the saints his banner see! 
By the monuments of his passion, 

By the marks received for me! 
All discern him, 

All with shouts cry out — "Tis He!" 
"Lo! 'tis He! our heart's desire, 

Come for his espoused below; 
Come to join us with the choir, 

Come to make our joys o'erflow: 
Palms of victory, 

Crowns of glory to bestow." 
Yes, the prize shall sure be given; 

We his open face shall see: 
Love, the earnest of our heaven, 

Love our full reward shall be, 
Love shall crown us 

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Tlie Judgment. 

2 Hear the sinner thus lamenting, 
At the thoughts of future pain; 
Cries and tears he now is venting, 
But he cries and weeps in vain: 

Greatly mourning 
That he ne'er was born again. 

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With the marks of dying love; 
Oh, that I had sought his favor, 
When I felt his Spirit move! 

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4 "All his warnings I have slighted, 

While he daily sought my soul; 
If some vows to him I plighted, 
Yet for sin I broke the whole: 

Golden moments, 
How neglected did they roll! 

5 M Yonder stand my godly neighbors, 

Who were once despised by me; 
They are clad in dazzling splendor, 
Waiting my sad fate to see — 

Farewell, neighbors; 
Dismal gulf! I'm bound for thee? 

6 Now, despisers, look and wonder, 

Hope and sinners here must part; 
Louder than a peal of thunder, 

Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart " 

Lost forever! 
How it quails the sinner's heart! 



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3 
I have some friends before me gone, I am bound, &c. 
And I'm resolved to travel on, I am bound, &c. 

Canaan, bright Canaan, &c. 
4 
Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, I am bound, &c. 
While higher still our joys they rise, I am bound, &c. 

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5 
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The joys of heaven shall never end, I am bound, &c. 

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The Pilgrim's Lot. 

1 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
How free from ev'ry anxious thought, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

Canaan! bright Canaan! 

1 am bound for the land of Canaan, 

Canaan, it is mv happy home, 

1 am bound for the land of Canaan. 

2 Nothing on earth I call my own, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
A stranger to the world unknown, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
O Canaan, &.c. 

3 I trample on the whole delight, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
And seek a city out of sight, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
O Canaan, 8cc. 

4 There is my house and portion fair, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
My treasure and my heart are there, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan, 

O Canaan, &.c. 

5 For me my elder brethren stay, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
And angels beckon me away, 
1 am bound for the land of Canaan, 
O Canaan, &.c. 



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In rapturous strains to praise his name, — Will you go I 
The crown of life we there shall wear, 
The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear, 

And all the joys of heaven weil share, — Will you go? 

3 
We're going to join the Heavenly Choir, — Will you go ? 
To raise our voice and tune the lyre, — Will you go ? 

There saints and angels gladly sing, 

Hosanna to their God and King, 
And make the heavenly arches ring, — Will you go ? 

4 
Ye weary, heavy laden, come, — Will you go ? 
In the blest house there still is room, — Will you go ? 

The Lord is waiting to receive, 

If thou wilt on him now believe, 
He'll give thy troubled conscience ease, — Come believe! 

5 

The way to Heaven is free for all — Will you go? 

For Jew and Gentile — great and small,— Will you go? 

Make up your mind, give God your heart, 

With every sin and idol part, 
And now for glory, make a start, — Come away! 

6 
The way to Heaven is strait and plain, — Will you go ? 
Repent, believe, be born again, — Will you go ? 

The Savior cries aloud to thee, 

" Take up thy cross and follow me," 
And thou shalt my salvation see, — Come to me! 

7 
O, could I hear some sinner say, — I will go? 
I'll start this moment, clear the way, — Let me go! 
My old companions, fare you well, 
I will not go with you to hell, 
I mean with Jesus Christ to dwell, — Let me go! Fare you 
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5 God is waiting, Just now. 17 

6 Come, poor sinner. Just now. 18 

7 He is knoeking, Just now. 10 

8 Will you linger, Just now ? 20 

9 Can you hate him, Just now ? 

10 Time is flying, Just now. 21 

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12 Get religion, Just now. 24 

13 Love the Savior. Just now. 25 



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Pray on sisters, Just now. 
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You'll repent it, So soou. 
O, the Judgment, So soon. 
Hell or heaven, So soon. 
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Freedom from the carnal mind. 
To procure your perfect freedom, 
Jesus suffer'd, groan'd, and died, 
On the cross the healing fountain, 
Gushed from his wounded side. 



Be as holy and as happy, 
And as useful here below, 
As it is your Father's pleasure, 
Jesus, only Jesus know. 
Spread, O spread the holy fire, 
Tell, O tell what God has done, 
Till the nations are conformed 
To the image of his Son. 



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If you have obtained this treasure, Witnesses might be produced, 
Search and you shall surely find Of this glorious work of love, 
All the Christian marks and graces, Paul and James, and John and Peter, 
Planted, growing, in your mind. Long before they went above. 
Perfect fuith,and perfect patience, Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, 
Perfect lowliness, and then Have, and do, and will appear \ 

Perfect hope, and perfect meekness, Let me ask the solemn question, 
Perfect love for God and man. Has the Lord a witness here. 

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But be sure to gain the witness, Wake up brother, wake up sister, 
Which abides both day and night ; Seek, O seek this holy state-, 
This your God has plainly promis'd, None but holy ones Crin enter 
This is like a stream of light. Thro' the pure celestial jzate. 

While you keep the blessed witness, Can you bear the tho't of losing 
All is clear and calm within •, All the joys that are above ? 

God himself assures you by it No, my brother, no, my sistrr. 

That your heart is cleansed from God will perfect you in lore. 



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3 His track I see, and I'll pursue, 

I want to wear the crown, 
The narrow way, till him I view, 
I want to wear the crown; 
Oh my heart says, &c. 

4 The King's highway of holiness, 

I want to wear the crown, 
I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
I want to wear the crown. 
Oh my heart says, &c. 

5 Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 

I want to wear the crown, 
Shalt take me to thee whose I am; 
I want to wear the crown, 
Oh my heart says, &c. 

6 Nothing but sin have I to give, 

I want to wear the crown, 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 
I want to wear the crown, 
Oh my heart says praise, &c. 

7 Then will I tell to sinners round, 

I want to wear the crown, 
What a dear Savior I have found, 
I want to wear the crown, 
Oh my heart says, &x. 

8 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 

I want to wear the crown, 
And say, ' Behold the" way to God?* 
I want to wear the crown, 
Oh my heart says, &.c. 



68 



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The light of that bright morn appears,— 

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A flood of splendor streaming! 
It is the bright and Morning-Star, 

In living lustre beaming! 
3 
And see that star-like host around 

Of angel bands, attending; 
Hark! hark! the trumpets glad'ning sound, 

'Mid shouts triumphant blending. 
He comes, the Bridegroom promised long- 
Go forth with joy to meet him; 
And raise the new and nuptial song, 

In cheerful strains to greet him. 
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While bridal strains are swelling; 
He comes, with thee all joys to share, 

And make this earth his dwelling. 
Lift up your heads — behold from far 

A flood of splendor streaming! 
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God's own arm hath need of thine. 
Hark! the onset ! will ye fold your 

P'aith clad arms in lazy lock? 
Up, O up, thou drowsy soldier; 

Worlds are charging to the shock. 

3 Worlds are charging — heaven beholding; 

Thou hast hut an hour to fight; 
Now the blazoned cross unfolding, 

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Strike! let every nerve and sinew 

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2 No tranquil joys on earth 1 know, 

No peaceful sheltering dome; 

This world's a wilderness of wo, 

This world is not my home. 

S To Jesus Christ I sought for rest, 

He bade me cease to roam; 

And fly for succor to his breast, 

And he'd conduct me home. 

4 I would at once have quit this place, 
Where foes in fury roam, 

But ah! my passport was not sealed, 
I could not yet go home. 

5 When by afflictions sharply tried, 
I view the gaping tomb; 

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Yet still I si«gh for home. 

6 Weary of wandering round and round, 
This vale of sin and gloom; 

I long to leave th'unhallowed ground, 
And dwell with Christ at home. 



MILLENNIAL HARP. 



PART II. 



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Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial, 

In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise : 
Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through heaven, 
My soul will respond, to Immanuel be given 
All glory, all honor, all might and dominion, 

Who brought us through grace to the Eden of love. 

3 

Then hail, blessed state! Hail ye songsters of glory! 

Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above! 
And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 

M Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love:" 
Though 'prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation, 
Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
Of joys that await me, when freed from probation: 

My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of love. 



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Gracious Savior, 

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At his call the dead awaken, 
Rise to life from earth and sea; 

All the powers of nature shaken 
By his looks prepare to flee. 

Careless sinner, 
What will then become of thee? 



But to those who have confessed, 
Loved and served the Lord below, 

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If you will to him return. 

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View the smiles of their dear Jesus, 
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4 I'm fighting for a kingdom, 
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3 Though sinners persecute me here, 
Through Jesus Christ I'll persevere; 
Christ will ruin Satan's kingdom — 
Will you go along with me? 

4 A little longer here below, 

Then home to glory we shall go: — 
I am on my way to glory — 
Will you go along with me? 

5 Come on, come on, my brethren dear, 
We soon shall meet together there; 
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In thy wrath remember mercy ; 

Mercy first and last be shown. 
Pleail thy cause with sword and fire j 

Shake us till the curse remove; 
Till thou com'st the world's desire, 

Conquering all with sovereign love. 

3 Every fresh alarming token 

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Nature, for its Lord haih spoken, 

Must be suddenly restored. 
From this national confusion, 

From this ruined earth and skies, 
See the times of restitution, 

See the new creation rise! 

4 Vanish, then, this world of shadows! 

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O conclude this mortal story! 

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That deathless I may rise to heaven, 

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The glory of our song. 

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A place than all besides more sweet, 
It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. 

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Where friend holds fellowship with friend; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common Mercy Seat. 

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When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat? 

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And sin and sense seem all no more; 
The Lord comes down our souls to greet, 
And gloiy crowns the Mercy Seat. 

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My tongue be silent, cold and still; 
This bounding heart forget to beat 
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2 Gabriel sounds his mighty trumpet, 8tc. 

Through the old church-yards, 
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3 He'll awake all the nations, Sec. 

From the old church-yards, 
While the band of music, Sec. 

Shall be sounding through the air. 

4 There will be a mighty wailing, Sec. 

At the old church-yards, 
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While the band of music, Sec. 

Shall be sounding through the air. 

You will see the saints arising, Sec. 

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Shall be sounding through the air. 

Angels bear them to the Savior, &c. 

From the old church-yards, 
While the band of music, kc. 

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When nearer still she draws to land, 
More eager all her powers expand, 
With steady helm and free bent sail, 
Her anchor drops within the vail. 
Again for joy she claps her wings, 
And her celestial sonnet sings, 
On Canaan's shore, <Stc. 



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Angels are a shouting in this our day, 
To hear the sinner for Christ inquire 
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That blessed Savior, who in this hour, 
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Oh come in glory, we'll fall before thee, 
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2 On a refulgent cloud, 

Jesus, the Judge, appears; 
The saints rejoice aloud, 

The guilty sinner fears. 
On the white throne he takes his seat, 
And views the myriads at his feet. 

3 'Midst the vast multitude, 

His eye omniscient sees 
The purchase of his blood 

And dying agonies: 
Then calls them forth and bids them stand 
With glory crown'd at his right hand. 

4 "Come, souls forever blest," 

He says, " my people come, 
Possess the promised rest, 
Enter your heavenly home; 
No more shall aught your peace annoy, 
Inherit everlasting joy." 

5 But in what awful sounds 

The wicked are addressed! 
Heaven with their groans resounds, 

As on his left they 're placed. 
"Depart ye curs'd the Judge exclaims, 
"To be destroyed in burning flames!" 

6 Oh! thou eternal God, 

Ere this tremendous day, 
Cleanse me in Jesus' blood, 

Wash all my guilt away. 
Then may I join the happy throng, 
To praise thee in eternal song. 

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2 As I was walking out one day, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

And thinking about this good old way, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah. 

3 There was a voice which reached my soul, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah; 

Fear not, I make the wounded whole, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah; 

I will be in this band, hallelujah. 

4 My dungeon shook, my chains fell off, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah; 
My soul unfettered went aloft; 
I will be in this band, hallelujah, 
I will be in this band, hallelujah. 

5 1 little thought he was so nigh, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

He spoke and made me smile and cry; 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah. 

6 Now bless the Lord, I can proclaim, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah; 

That Jesus has done all things well; 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah; 

7 O shout on, children, shout, you're free, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

For Christ has bought your liberty! 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah. 

8 bless the Lord, we need not fear, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

For Daniel says he'll come this year; 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 

9 Both prophets and apostles too, 

I will be in this band, hallelujah, 
Their writings show this doctrine true; 
I will be in this band, hallelujah, 
I will be in this Land, hallelujah. 



32 The Happy Man. 

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And offers up a tribute 

To his God in prayer and praise; 
And then unto his labor 

He cheerfully repairs, 
In confidence believing 

His God will hear his prayers. 
Whatever he engages in, 

At home or far abroad. 
His object is to honor 

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MILLENNIAL HARP. 33 

In sickness, pain and sorrow 

He never will repine, 
While he is drawing nourishment 

From Christ the living vine. 
When trouble presses heavily, 

He leans on Jesus' breast, 
And in his precious promises 

He finds a quiet rest. 
The yoke of Christ is easy, 

The burden always light; 
They never make him weary 

While Canaan is in sight. 
'Tis thus you have his history 

Through life from day to day; 
Religion is no mystery, 

It is a beaten way; 
And when upon his pillow 

He lays him down to die, 
His soul in hope rejoices, 

For he knows his God is nigh. 
And when life's lamp is flickering, 

His soul on wings of love 
Flies away to realms of glory, 

To dwell with Christ above, 
Then he'll be forever happy, 

For he's joined the holy band, 
He's received the crown of glory 

And a palm is in his hand; 
With saints and priests and prophets, 

He'll strike the golden lyre, 
And shout loud hallelujahs 
With all the heavenly choir. 

He's happy now eternally, 
His joys are all complete, 

With his angels he is bowing 
Around the Savior's feet. 



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What joyful tidings spread! 

4 Ye sinners, see his grace, 

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Expectation, 35 

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The pillars of creation shake, 
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4 Thrice happy morn for those 

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36 



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2 
His track I see and I'll pursue, Jesus, &c. 
The narrow wav till him I view. Jesus, &x. 

3 
The way the holy prophets went, Jesus, Sec. 
The road that leads from banishment. Jesus, &c. 

4 
The king's highway of holiness, Jesus, &c. 
I'll go, for all his paths are peace. Jesus, &,c. 

5 
This is the way I long have sought, Jesus, &c. 
And mourned because I found it not. Jesus &.c. 

6 
My grief a burden long has been, Jesus, &c. 
Because I was not saved from sin. Jesus, &c. 

7 
The more I strove against its power, Jesus, &c. 
I felt its weight and guilt the more. Jesus, &.c. 

8 
Till late I heard my Savior say, Jesus, &c. 
'Come hither soul, I am the way.' Jesus, &,c. 

9 
Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, Jesus, &,c. 
Shall take me to thee, whose I am. Jesus, &c. 

10 
Nothing but sin have I to give, Jesus, &c. 
Nothing but love shall I receive. Jesus, &c. 

11 
Then will I tell to sinners round, Jesus, &c. 
What a dear Savior I have found. Jesus, &c. 

12 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, Jesus, &c. 
And say, 'Behold the way of God.' Jesus, &c. 
4 



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3 You'd better be a praying, in this our day. 

4 You'd better get religion in this our day. 

6 Come try a bleeding Savior, in this our day. 

6 He offers you salvation, in this our day. 

7 Come, give your hearts to Jesus, in this our day. 

8 You'll see the Judge descending, in that great day. 

9 You'll hear the trumpet sounding, in that great day. 

10 You'll see the dead arising, in that great day. 

11 You'll hear the thunders roaring, in that great day. 

12 You'll see the world a burning, in that great day. 

13 You'll hear the sinners crying in that great day. 

14 You'll hear the saints a shouting, in that great day. 

15 The saints will shine in glory, in that great day. 



Mariner's Hymn. 39 

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Hail you ! and where are you bound for? Hallelu- 
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Oh, I'm bound for the land of Canaan, Hallelujah! 

Oh, I'm bound for the land of Canaan, Hallelujah! 

Hail you! and what is your cargo?, &c. 
Oh, religion is my cargo, &x. 

Hail you! and what is your compass?, &c. 
Oh, the Bible is my compass, &x. 

Hail you! and who is your pilot?, &.c. 
Oh! God's Spirit is my pilot, &c. 

Hail you! and who is your Captain?, &c. 
Oh, King Jesus is my Captain, &c. 

Hail you! and where is your harbor?, &,(% 
Oh, God's kingdom is my harbor, &,c. 



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2 He'll encompass land and ocean, ocean, ocean, 
Encompass land and ocean at the end of time. 

3 You will see the graves a bursting, &c. 

You will see the graves a bursting, at the end 
of time. 

4 You will see this world on fire, &c. 

You will see this world on fire, at the end of 
time. 

5 There will be an awful shaking, &c. 

There will be an awful shaking, at the end of 
time. 

6 How will you stand it sinner, &c. 

How will you stand it sinner, at the end of time? 

7 You will wish you were forgiven, &,c. 

You will wish you were forgiven, at the end of 
time. 

8 But saints will not be frightened, &c. 

But saints will not be frightened, at the end of 
time. 

9 They'll rise and meet their Jesus, &c. 
They'll rise and meet their Jesus, at the end 

of time. 

10 He will lead them to his kingdom, &c. 

He will lead them to his kingdom at the end 
of time. 

11 Then the warfare will be ended, &c. 

The warfare will be ended, at the end of time* 

12 We will shout above the fire, &c. 

We'll shout above the fire, at the end of time. 

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2 Rests secure the righteous man, 

At his Redeemer's beck 
Sure t'emerge and rise again, 

And mount above the wreck. 
Lo! the heavenly spirit towers, 

Like flames o'er nature's funeral pyre, 
Triumphs in immortal powers, 

And claps his wings of fire! 



Nothing hath the just to lose, 

By worlds on worlds destroyed; 
Far beneath his feet he views, 

With smiles, the flaming void; 
Sees this universe renewed, 

The grand millennial reign begun; 
Shouts with all the sons of God, 

Around th' eternal throne. 



Resting in this glorious hope, 

To be at last restored, 
Yield we now our bodies up, 

To earthquake, plague or sword. 
List'ning for the call divine, 

The latest trumpet of the seven, 
Soon our soul and dust shall join, 

And both fly up to heaven. 



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3 When the solemn trump has sounded, 
Heaven and earth shall flee away; 
All who hate him must, confounded, 
Hear the summons of that day — 

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Yea, amen ! let all adore thee, 
High on thine eternal throne! 

Savior, take the power and glory, 
Make thy righteous sentence known, 

O come quickly — 
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2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 
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Thy streets are paved with gold. 



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Such dazzling views by human sight 
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Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths never end. 



6 When we've been there ten thousand years, 
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1 
My heart was cold — lukewarm was I, 
When lo ! I heard the Midnight Cry; 
It arous'd me up — I looked within, 
Beheld corruption, error, sin. 

2 
My soul was sad, mine eyes did weep, 
I had no rest, I could not sleep. 
And is it true the Master's nigh? 
Have mercy, Lord, was all my cry. 

3 
I sought the Lord with all my might, 
He heard my prayer and gave me light, 
Filled me with joy — I love to hear 
The solemn cry, the Bridegroom's near. 

4 
I love to tell to all around 
What peace and comfort 1 have found. 
I love to echo still the cry, 
Behold the Heavenly Bridegroom's nigh. 

5 
My soul is fill'd with love divine, 
I feel I'm his, that he is mine; 
My Savior and my gracious Lord, 
And he will come, so says his word. 

6 
Yes, He will come, He's nigh at hand, 
I soon shall join the blood-washed band, 
To sing his praise, his glory see, 
And reign with Him eternally. 



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2 How happy are the saints above, who once went mourn- 

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But now they taste unmingled love, and joy without a tear. 

Yes, perfect love will dry the tear, and cast out all torment- 
ing fear, 

Which round my heart is clinging. O that's the love for 
me, &c. 

3 We'll bear the consecrated cross, till from the cross we're 

free; 
And then go home to wear the crown, for there's a crown 

for me. 
Yes there's a crown in heav'n above, the purchase of my 

Savior's love, 
For me at his appearing. O that's the crown for me, &c 

4 The church has heard the midnight cry, the Lord will soon 

appear. 
Ye virgins, rise with burning lamps, go meet him in the air 
Yes there's a home in heaven prepared, a house no wicked 

man has shur'd 
Where Christ is interceding. that's the home for me, &c. 



52 



Advent Triumph. 

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Ride on, Jesus, &c. 



MILLENNIAL HARP. 53 

3 

We shall have a mighty shout 

By and by when he comes: 
We shall have a mighty shout 

When he comes; 

Ride on, Jesus, &c. 

4 
We shall all with Christ appear 

By and by when he comes; 
We shall all with Christ appear 
When he comes; 

Ride on, Jesus, &c. 

5 

Then the earth will be cleans'd 

By and by when he comes; 
Then the earth will all be cleans'd 

When he comes; 

Ride on, Jesus, &.c, 

6 
We shall shout above the fire 
By and by when he comes ; 
We shall shout above the fire 
When he comes; 

Ride on, Jesus, &c. 



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And lake to glory all 

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Make ready for your free reward ; 
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 

3 Go, meet him in the sky, 

Your everlasting Friend j 
Your head to glorify, 

With all his saints ascend; 
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
To see, without a veil, his face. 

4 Ye that have here received 

The unction from above, 
And in his spirit lived, 

And thirsted for his love, 
Jesus shall claim you for his bride ; 
Rejoice with all the sanctified. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope 

Of that great day unknown, 
When you shall be caught up 

To stand before his throne ; 
Called to partake the marriage feast, 
And lean on our Immanuers breast j 

6 The everlasting doors 

Shall soon the saints receive, 
Above with ange! powers 

In glorious joy to live ; 
Far from a world of grief and sin, 
With God eternally shut in. 

7 Then let us wait to hear 

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To see our Lord appear, 

May we be watching found, 
Enrobed in righteousness divine, 
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Welcome Home. 



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Eighteen hundred forty three. 
Glo - ry be to Heaven's King. 



MILLENNIAL HARP. 



57 



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Jesus is there. 



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2 Souls for the marriage feast, 

Robed and prepared; — 
Holy must be such guests: 

Jesus is there! 
Saints, wear your victory palms, 

Chant your celestial psalms: 
Bride of the Lamb, thy charms, 

Oh! let me wear. 



3 Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure — 

Jesus is there! 
Heaven's bliss is ever sure — 

Thou art its heir. 
What makes its joys complete — 

What makes its hymns so sweet; 
There we our friends will greet — 

Jesus is there. 



60 Buckfield. 

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On wings of faith above the skies, 
Till I shall make my last remove, 
To dwell forever with my love. 

S In paradise within the gates, 
An higher entertainment waits; 
Fruits new and old, laid up in store, 
There we shall feed — but want no more. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

5 Come, my beloved, haste away, 
Cut 9hort the hours of thy delay; 
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, 
Over the hills where spices grow. 



62 



Millennial Glory. 



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Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem shall sing; 
From Zion shall the law go forth, 
And all shall hear, from south to north. 
Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem shall sing; 
And truth shall sit on ev'ry hill, 
And blessings flow in ev'ry rill, 
And praise shall ev'ry heart employ, 
And ev'ry voice shall shout for joy. 
Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem shall sing. 

3 

Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, the " Prince of peace " shall 
And lambs may with the leopard play, [reign; 
For naught shall harm in Zion's way. 
Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, the " Prince of Peace " shall 
The sword and spear of needless worth, [reign; 
Shall prune the tree and plough the earth, 
For peace shall smile from shore to shore, 
And nations shall learn war no more. 
Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming, 
Rejoice, rejoice, the " Prince of Peace " shall 
reign. 

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MILLENNIAL HARP. 



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The latest lightnings glare; 
The mountains melt, the solid ground 

Dissolve as liquid air; 
The huge celestial bodies roll 

Amidst the general fire, 
And shrivel as a parchment scroll, 

And all in smoke expire! 

3 Yet still the Lord, the Savior, reigns, 

When nature is destroyed, 
And no created thing remains 

Throughout the flaming void. 
Sublime upon his azure throne, 

He speaks th' Almighty word; 
His fiat is obeyed; 'tis done, 

And paradise restored. 

4 So be it! let this system end, 

This ruinous earth and skies! 
The New Jerusalem descend, 

The new creation rise! 
Thy power omnipotent assume! 

Thy brightest majesty! 
And when thou dost in glory come, 

My Lord, remember me! 
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MILLENNIAL HARP. 67 

2 Our mourning is all at an end, 

When raised by the life-giving Word, 
We see the new city descend. 

Adorned as a bride for her Lord; 
The city so holy and clean, 

No sorrow can breathe in the airj 
No gloom of affliction or sin; 

No shadow of evil is there; 

3 By faith we already behold 

That lovely Jerusalem here; 
Her walls are of jasper and gold, 

As crystal her buildings are clear: 
Immovably founded in grace, 

She stands, as she ever hath stood. 
And brightly her Builder displays, 

And flames with the glory of God. 

4 No need of the sun in that day, 

Which never is followed by night, 
Where Jesus's beauties display 

A pure and a permanent light: 
The Lamb is their light and their sub, 

And lo! by reflection they shine; 
With Jesus ineffably one, 

And bright in effulgence divine! 

5 The saints in his presence receive 

Their great and eternal reward; 
In Jesus, in heaven they live, 

They reign in the smile of their Lordl 
The flame of angelical love 

Is kindled at Jesus's face; 
And all the enjoyment above 

Consists in the rapturoui gaze. 



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70 



New York. 



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2 Descending on his azure throne 

He claims the kingdoms as his own. 

The kingdoms all obey his word, 

And hail him as their triumphant Lord. — Welcome, &c. 

3 Shout, all ye angels of the sky, 
And all the saints of the Moat; High: 
Our God, who now his right obtains, 

For ever and forever reiuns! — Welcome, &c. 

4 The Father praise, the Son adore, 
The Spirit bless for evermore: 
Salvation's glorious work is done, 

We welcome thee, great Three in One! — Welcome, &« 



Ward. L.M. 

Legato e Piano. 



71 



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MILLENNIAL HARP. 



PART III. 



THE GREAT BATTLE. 



HYMN 1. L. P. M. 

PART FIRST. 

Hosannah ! hark, the melody- 
Strikes sweetly on my ravished ear ! 
The constellations make reply 
In echoes from each distant sphere, 
Till all the wide expansion rings 
With " Live forever, King of kings ! " 

He comes ! he comes ! the heavens 
rend ! 

Floods, clap your hands ! ye moun- 
tains, joy ! 

Forests, in glad obeisance bend ! 

Earth, raise your hallelujahs high ! 

Let Zion wake the lofty strain — 

" Live, King of kings ! forever reign ! " 



THE GREAT BATTLE. 6 

Ripe is the vintage of the earth ; 

Its clustering grapes are round and 

full ) 
And vengeance, vengeance bursts to 

birth, 
Sudden and irresistible ! 
Messiah comes, to tread amain 
The wine-press of the battle-plain ! 

The cry is up, the strife begun, 
The struggle of the mighty ones ; 
And Armageddon's day comes on, 
The carnival of Slaughter's sons; 
War lifts his helmet to his brow : 
God ! protect thy people now ! 

PART SECOND. 

The graves are cleaved ! the saints 

arise ! 
The resurrection of the just ! 
And now, unto their kindred skies, 
Up leap the tenants of the dust ! 
They rise to meet their Lord in air, 
And tune their hallelujahs there. 

Wake, Zion, wake ! put on thy 

strength ! 
Don thy rich garb, Jerusalem ! 



4 THE GREAT BATTLE. 

Rise, shine ! thy light is come at 

length, 
And thou the wicked shalt condemn. 
But hark ! the war-whoop nearer 

sounds ! 
From land to land Destruction hounds ! 

7 Assemble quickly, fowls of air ! 
Come to the supper of the Lord : 
The great ones of the earth prepare 
To reap the harvest of the sword ; 
And captains' flesh shall be your food, 
And ye shall drink of heroes , blood. 

8 The cry is up, the strife begun ; 
Destruction spreads from field to field ; 
And soon shall Slaughter's work be 

done, — 
Soon shall Abaddon's legions yield ; 
Unnumbered thousands shall be slain, 
Ere day break on Megiddo's plain. 

- PART THIRD. 

9 Down, Babylon! down, Mahomet! 
Impostor and Apostate, down ! 
Your day is past, your sun is set ; 
Now reap the whirlwind ye have 

sown : 



THE GREAT BATTLE. O 

Drink — yea, drink deep — the wine 's 

poured forth, 
The red wine of Jehovah's wrath. 

10 They drink ! they drink ! they fall ! 

they fall! 
With all their sorceries and charms ; 
And Desolation grasps them all 
Within his vast and withering arms ; 
The " strong one " has them in his 

toil: 
When, lo ! a Stronger shares the 

spoil ! 

11 Yea, come, king! and take the 

spoil; 

With thy confederates share the 
prey: 

Ha ! ha ! Death " grins a ghastly 
smile ;" 

The morning dawns — and where are 
they ? 

The flames, the flames, great Auto- 
crat, 

Spread o'er thee in Jehosaphat ! 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 



HYMN 2. C. M. 

1 Another weary day is past, 

I 'm waiting still for thee ; 
0, keep me, Savior, till the last, 

And set my spirit free. 
I long to know thee as thou art, 

And reign with thee in life ; 
O, let this longing, fainting heart 

Now end the mortal strife. 

2 With thine immortal image seal 

This feeble creature thine ; 
And all thy glory then reveal, 

And let me in it shine. 
I would be where thou art : come ! 

No longer now delay ; 
But take thy weeping children home, 

From sin and grief aw*iy. 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 7 

Jesus, our hope, our life, our heaven, 

The lingering times have flown ; 
To thee the Kingdom now is given ; 

Return, and claim thine own. 
And, as we wait, along the skies 

Unearthly glory steals, 
And our glad spirits seem to rise, 

To haste thy chariot wheels* 

Although they seem to linger, still 

Thy retinue on high 
Is marshalled, and awaits the will 

That bids their myriads fly. 
Then we will wait, nor deem too long 

The closing hours of grace, 
But trim our lamps with cheerful song, 

Till we shall see thy face. 

HYMN 3. 8 & 7. 

Glorious things of thee are spoken, 

Zion, city of our God ! 
He whose word cannot be broken, 

Formed thee for his own abode. 
On the Rock of Ages founded, 

What can shake thy sure repose ? 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 

Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 

See ! the streams of living waters, 

Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply thy sons and daughters, 

And all fear of want remove. 
Who can faint while such a river 

Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? 
Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 

Never fails from age to age ? 

Blest inhabitants of Zion, 

Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! 
Jesus, whom their souls rely on, 

Makes them kings and priests to 
God: 
'T is his love his people raises 

Over self to reign as kings; 
And as priests, his solemn praises 

Each for a thank-offering brings. 

Savior, if of Zion's city 

I, through grace, a member am, 
Let the world deride or pity, 

I will glory in thy name. 
Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 

All his boasted pomp and show; 
Solid joys and lasting treasure 

None but Zion's children know. 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 9 

HYMN 4. C. M. 

1 Arise and shine, Zion fair, 

Behold, thy light is come, 
Thy glorious conquering King is near, 

To take his exiles home ; 
The trumpet's sounding through the 
sky 

To set poor sinners free ; 
The day of wonders now is nigh, 

The year of jubilee. 

2 Arise, ye nations under ground, 

Before the Judge appear ; 
All tongues, all languages, shall come, 

Their final doom to hear. 
King Jesus on his azure throne, 

Ten thousand angels round ; 
While Gabriel, with his silver trump, 

Echoes the dreadful sound. 

3 The glorious news of gospel grace 

With sinners now is o'er; 
The trump in Zion now is still, 

And to be blown no more ■ 
The watchmen all have left their 
walls, 

And with their flocks above, 



10 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 

On Canaan's happy shore they sing, 
And shout redeeming love. 



HYMN 5. 6 lines 8s. 

Leader of faithful souls, and guide 
Of all that travel to the sky, 

Come, and with us, e'en us, abide, 
Who would on thee alone rely ; 

On thee alone our spirits stay, 

While held in life's uneven way. 

Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
This earth, we know, is not our 
place ; 

But hasten through the vale of wo, 
And restless to behold thy face, 

Swift to our heavenly country move, 

Our everlasting home above. 

We have no 'biding city here, 
But seek a city out of sight; 

Thither our steady course we steer, 
Aspiring to the plains of light, 

Jerusalem, the saints 1 abode, 

Whose founder is the living God. 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 11 

SECOND PART. 

4 Patient th* appointed race to run, 

This weary world we cast behind ; 
From strength to strength we travel on, 

The New Jerusalem to find ; 
Our labor this, our only aim, 
To find the New Jerusalem. 

5 Through thee, who all our sins hast 

borne, 

Freely and graciously forgiven, 
With songs to Zion we return, 

Contending for our native heaven, 
That palace of our glorious King; 
We find it nearer while we sing. 

6 Raised by the breath of love divine, 

We urge our way with strength 
renewed, 
The church of the first-born to join; 

We travel to the mount of God ; 
With joy upon our heads arise, 
And meet our Savior in the skies. 

HYMN 6. 8 lines 8s. 
1 I long to behold him arrayed 

With glory and light from above; 
The King in his beauty displayed, 
His beauty of holiest love : 



12 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 

I languish and sigh to be there, 
Where Jesus hath fixed his abode ; 

O, when shall we meet in the air, 
And fly to the mountain of God ? 

2 With him I on Sion shall stand, — 

For Jesus has spoken the word, — 
The breadth of Immanuel's land 

Survey by the light of my Lord. 
But when, on thy bosom reclined, 

Thy face I am strengthened to see, 
My fulness of rapture I find, 

My heaven of heavens, in thee. 

3 How happy the people that dwell 

Secure in the city above ! 
No pain the inhabitants feel, 

No sickness or sorrow shall prove ; 
Physician of souls, unto me 

Forgiveness and holiness give, 
And then from the body set free, 

And then to the city receive. 

HYMN 7. P. M. 

1 Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring 
To my raptured vision 
All the ecstatic joys that spring 
Round the bright Elysian ! 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 13 

Lo ! we lift our longing eyes : 
Break, ye intervening skies ! 
Sons of righteousness, arise ! 
Ope the gates of paradise ! 

CHORUS. 

O, how good it is to be blest, 
And dwell where loving Jesus is ! 

2 Floods of everlasting light 

Freely flash before him ; 
Myriads, with supreme delight, 

Instantly adore him ; 
Angels' trumps resound his fame ; 
Lutes of lucid gold proclaim 
All the music of his name, 
Heaven echoing the theme. 

CHORUS. 

O, how good it is to be blest, 
And dwell where loving Jesus is ! 

3 Four and twenty elders rise 

From their princely station ; 
Shout his glorious victories, 

Sing his great salvation ; 
Cast their crowns before his throne ; 
Cry, in reverential tone, 
Glory be to God alone, 
Holy, holy, holy One ! 



14 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 
CHORUS. 

O, how good it is to be blest, 
And dwell where loving Jesus is ! 

4 Hark ! the thrilling symphonies 
Seem, methinks, to seize us ; 
Join we to the holy lays — 

Jesus ! Jesus ! Jesus ! 
Sweetest sound in seraphs' song; 
Sweetest note on mortals' tongue ; 
Sweetest carol ever sung : 
Jesus ! Jesus ! flow along. 

CHORUS. 

O, how good it is to be blest, 
And dwell where loving Jesus is ! 

HYMN 8. C. M. 

1 Jerusalem ! Jerusalem ! 
Zion shall yet arise, 
In all the beauty of the Lord, 
Beneath thy own fair skies, 
When thou shalt come bowed down 
and low, 
Repentant and in tears, 
With offerings of broken hearts, 
And faith of holy seers. 



THE NEW JERUSALEM. 15 

2 Jerusalem ! Jerusalem ! 
Messiah he is king; 
Lift up thy voice from every hill, 

Let every valley sing ; 
Lengthen thy cords, strengthen thy 
stakes, 
Break out on every hand, 
Thou blessed of the Lord of hosts, 
And glory of the land ! 

HYMN 9. P. M. 

1 When the King of kings comes, 
When the Lord of lords comes ; 
We shall have a joyful day, 

When the King of kings comes : 
Great Babylon is broken down, 
And kingdoms once of great re- 
nown, 
And saints now suffering wear the 
crown, 
When the King of kings comes. 

2 When the trump of God calls, 
When the last of foes falls ; 
We shall have a joyful day, 

When the King of kings comes ■ 



16 THE NEW JERUSALEM. 

0, then the saints, raised from the 

dead, 
Are with the living gathered, 
And all made like their glorious Head, 
When the King of kings comes. 

3 When the foe's distress comes, 
Then the church's " rest " comes ; 
We shall have a joyful day, 

When the King of kings comes : 
And then the new Jerusalem, 
Surpassing all report and fame, 
Shines worthy of its Maker's name, 

When the King of kings comes. 

4 When the world its course has run, 
When the judgment is begun ; 
We shall have a joyful day, 

When the King of kings comes : 
To see the sons of God well known, 
All spotless to their Father shown, 
And Jesus all his brethren own, 

When the King of kings comes. 

5 When the Conqueror's hour comes, 
When he with great power comes ; 
We shall have a joyful day, 

When the King of kings comes : 



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THE NEW JERUSALEM. 17 

To see all things by him restored, 
And God himself alone adored 
By all the saints, with one accord, 
When the King of kings comes. 

HYMN 10. 8s. 

A city appears to our view, 

Where pilgrims will ever reside ; 
If faithful they prove, and are true, 

Will dwell with the Lamb as his 
bride. 
From heaven this city descends, 

Above the ethereal blue ; 
The saints will inhabit it, when 

To earth they have all bade adieu. 

No sun shall illumine that land, 

N>r stars in its galaxy shine ; 
Bui Ji'der and harmony grand 

Will be in each portion sublime. 
No darkness shall ever prevail, 

But light inexpressible reign ; 
No demon our rights shall assail, 

To mar in that heavenly plain. 

The walls of this city are high, 
Her light 's like a jasper most clear; 



b THE NEW JERUSALEM. 

When she falls from the azure blue 
sky, 
She will dwell with the holy who 
fear. 
Its streets are pellucid, fine gold ; 

No temple, but God and the Lamb, 
Our eyes shall there ever behold, 
For they are the light of that land. 

HYMN 11. 5&6. 

1 tell me no more 

Of this world's vain store, 
The time for such trifles 
With me now is o'er. 

2 A city I 've found 

Where true joys abound; 
To dwell I 'm determined 
On this happy ground. 

3 My soul, don't delay, 

He calls thee away ; 
Rise, follow thy Savior, 
And bless the glad day. 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 



HYMN 12. L. M. 

1 Thy kingdom come ! thus, day by 

day, 
We lift our hands to God and pray; 
But who has ever duly weighed 
The meaning of the words he said ? 

2 Thy kingdom come ! day of joy, 
When praise shall every tongue em- 
ploy; 

When hatred, strife and battles cease 
And man with man shall be at peace. 

3 Then bears and wolves, no longer 

wild, 
Obey the leading of a child ; 
The lions with the oxen eat, 
And dust shall be the serpent's meat 



20 KINGDOM OF GOD. 

4 Then all shall know and serve the 

Lord, 
And walk according to his word ; 
His glory spread around shall be, 
As waters cover o'er the sea. 

5 God's holy will shall then he done 
By all who live beneath the sun ; 
And every evil will remove, 

For God will reign, and " God is love/ 



HYMN 13. L. M. 

1 Great God, whose universal sway 
All heaven reveres, all worlds obey, 
Now make the Savior's glory known, 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
Angels submit to his commands ; 
His justice shall protect the poor, 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 With power he vindicates the just, 
And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; 
His righteous government shall last, 
Till days, and years, and time be past. 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 21 

HYMN 14. L. M. 

1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom stretch from shore to 

shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no 
more. 

2 To him shall endless prayers be made, 
And praises throng to crown his head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume shall 

rise 
With every daily sacrifice. 

3 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; 
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains; 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blessed. 

4 Where he displays his healing power, 
The sting of death is known no more ; 
In him the sons of Adam boast 
More blessings than their father lost, 

HYMN 15. 7 & 6. 

1 Hail to the Lord's anointed ! 
Great David's greater Son; 



22 KINGDOM OF GOD. 

Hail in the time appointed, 
His reign on earth begun ! 

He comes to break oppression, 
To set the captive free ; 

To take away transgression, 
And rule in equity. 

2 He comes with succor speedy, 

To those who suffer wrong; 
To help the poor and needy, 

And bid the weak be strong; 
To give them songs for sighing, 

Their darkness turn to light, 
Whose souls, condemned and dying 

Were precious in his sight. 

3 He shall come down, like showers 

Upon the fruitful earth, 
And love and joy, like flowers, 

Spring in his path to birth ; 
Before him, on the mountains, 

Shall peace, the herald, go, 
And righteousness in fountains 

From hill to valley flow. 

4 For him shall prayer unceasing 

And daily vows ascend ; 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 23 

His kingdom still increasing, 
A kingdom without end ; 

The tide of time shall never 
His covenant remove ; 

His name shall stand forever ; 
That name to us is — Love. 



HYMN 16. 10s. 

1 The Savior comes, by ancient bards 

foretold ; 

Hear him, ye deaf, and all ye blind, 
behold ! 

*T is he the obstructed paths of sound 
shall clear, 

And bid new music charm th' unfold- 
ing ear. 

2 No more shall nation against nation 

rise, 

Nor ardent warriors meet with hate- 
ful eyes, 

No fields with gleaming steel be cov- 
ered o'er, 

The brazen trumpets kindle rage no 
more. 



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KINGDOM OF GOI>. 



3 The Iambs with wolves shall graze 

the verdant mead, 

And boys in flowery bands the tiger 
lead ; 

The steer and lion at one crib shall 
meet, 

And harmless serpents lick the pil- 
grim's feet. 

4 Rise, crowned with light, imperial 

Salem, rise ! 
Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy 

eyes ! 
See barbarous nations at thy gates 

attend, 
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple 

bend. 

5 The seas shall waste, the skies in 

smoke decay, 
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains 

melt away ; 
But fixed his word, his saving power 

remains, 
Thy realm forever lasts — Messiah 

reigns. 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 25 

HYMN 17. 7 & 6. 

1 From Greenland's ic}^ mountains, 

From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand ; 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle — 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile ? — 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen in his blindness 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

By wisdom from on high — 
Shall we to man benighted 

The lamp of life deny? — 
Salvation ! — oh, salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learnt Messiah's name. 
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26 KINGDOM OF GOD. 

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story ; 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature, 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

Returns in bliss to reign. 

HYMN 18. S. M. 

1 Rejoice ! the Lord is King ! 

Your Lord and King adore ; 
Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and 
sing, 
And triumph evermore ! 

2 The mighty Savior reigns, 

The God of truth and love ; 
When he himself had purged our 
stains, 
He took his seat above. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail ; 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
The sovereign keys of death and hell 
Into his hands are given. 

4 He sits at God's right hand, 

Till all his foes submit, 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 27 

And humbly bow to his command, 
And fall beneath his feet. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope ! 

Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
And take his waiting servants up 
To their eternal home. 

HYMN 19. 7 & 6. 

1 And when the last loud trumpet 

Shall rend the vaulted skies, 
And bid the entombed millions 

From their cold beds arise, 
Our ransomed dust, revived, 

Bright beauties shall put on, 
And soar to the blest mansions 

Where our Redeemer 's gone. 

2 Our eyes shall then, with rapture, 

The Savior's face behold ! 
Our feet, no more diverted, 

Shall walk the streets of gold ! 
Our ears shall hear with transport 

The hosts celestial sing ! 
Our tongues shall chant the glory 

Of our immortal King. 



28 KINGDOM OF GOD. 

HYMN 20. P. M. 

1 Now let us sing the coming fate 
Of mystic Babylon the Great, — 

Her doom is drawing near; 
Jesus now comes on earth to reign, 
His cause and people to maintain, 

For them he 11 soon appear. 

2 Before him flows a fiery stream, 
The heavens above with lightnings 

gleam, 

A thousand thunders roar; 
A heavenly host with him descends, 
His voice to all the earth extends, 

His saints now grieve no more. 

3 Eclipsed by glory so divine, 

Sun, moon, and stars refuse to shine, 
The heavens a burning scroll ; 

The day is broke that has no night ; 

Earth, struck with horror at the sight, 
Now quakes from pole to pole. 

4 Angels of light, at his command, 
Ten thousand times ten thousand, 

stand, 

Waiting his voice to hear ; 
The fiery cherubs spread their wings, 
The air with loud hosannas rings, 

While all his saints draw near. 



KINGDOM OF GOD. 29 

5 The day of recompense has come, 
His people all are gathering home, 

With joy they hear his voice ; 
The promised curse, the threatened 

woes, 
Combined, now fall upon his foes, 

The martyrs all rejoice. 

6 She, who the twelve apostles grieved, 
And by her sorceries deceived 

All nations of the world, 
Now looks with anguish at their 

bliss, 
Then sinks into the vast abyss, 

To endless ruin hurled. 

7 The living saints, and all the dead, 
Now gather round their glorious 

Head, 

And reign with him below, 
A thousand years of perfect peace, 
Of love, and joy, and righteousness, 

Exempt from every wo. 

8 Then let us keep the end in view, 
And ever on our way pursue ; 

The crown is yet before ; 
A few short days, the conflict 's done, 
The battle 's fought, the prize is won, 

And we shall toil no more. 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 



HYMN 21. lis. 

1 The pleasures of earth I have seen 

fade away, 
They bloom for a season, but soon 

they decay ; 
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus 

are given, 
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in 

heaven. 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
The saints in those mansions are 

ever at home. 

2 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing 

charms ; 
The Savior invites me, I '11 go to his 

arms; 
At the banquet of mercy I hear there 

is room, 



DESIRE OF THE BEIDE. 31 

there may I feast with his children 

at home ! 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home— 
O Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my 

home. 

3 Farewell, vain amusements, my fol- 

lies, adieu, 
While Jesus, and heaven, and glory 
I view ; 

1 feast on the pleasures that flow from 

his throne, 
The foretaste of heaven, sweet hea- 
ven, my home. 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
O when shall I share the fruition 
of home ! 

4 The days of my exile are passing 

away, 
The time is approaching when Jesus 

will say, 
" Well done, faithful servant, sit down 

on my throne, 
And dwell in my presence, forever at 

home." 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
O there I shall rest with the Savior 

at home. 



32 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 

5 Affliction and sorrow and death shall 
be o'er, 
The saints shall unite to be parted no 

more ; 
Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's 

high dome, 
They dwell with the Savior, forever 
at home. 
Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
They dwell with the Savior, for- 
ever at home. 

HYMN 22. 8, 8, & 6. 

1 glorious hope of heavenly love ! 
It lifts me up to things above ; 

It bears on eagles' wings ; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for some moments 
feast 

With Jesus' priests and kings. 

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 

I stand, and from the mountain-top 

See all the land below; 
Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 

In endless plenty grow. 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 33 

A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
Favored with God's peculiar smile, 

With every blessing blest; 
There dwells the Lord our Right- 
eousness, 
And keeps his own in perfect peace, 

And everlasting rest. 

that I might at once go up ! 
No more on this side Jordan stop, 

But now the land possess ! 
This moment end my legal years, 
Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and 
fears, 

A howling wilderness. 

Now, my Joshua, bring me in ! 
Cast out thy foes ; the inbred sin, 

The carnal mind, remove ; 
The purchase of thy death divide ; 
And, ! with all the sanctified, 

Give me a lot of love. 

HYMN 23. L. M. 

Savior, is thy promise fled ? 
Nor longer might thy grace endure, 
To heal the sick and raise the dead, 
And preach thy gospel to the poor ? 



34 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 

2 Come, Jesus, come ! return again ; 
With brighter beam thy servants bless, 
Who long to feel thy perfect reign, 
And share thy kingdom's happiness. 

3 A feeble race, by passion driven, 
In darkness and in doubt we roam, 
And lift our anxious eyes to heaven, 
Our hope, our harbor, and our home. 

4 Yet, mid the wild and wintry gale, 
When death rides darkly o'er the sea, 
And strength and earthly daring fail, 
Our prayers, Redeemer, rest on thee ! 

5 Come, Jesus, come ! and as, of yore, 
The prophet went to clear thy way, 
A harbinger thy feet before, 

A dawning to thy brighter day, — 

6 So now may grace, with heavenly 

shower, 
Our stony hearts for truth prepare ; 
Sow in our souls the seed of power, 
Then come and reap thy harvest there. 

HYMN 24. C. M. 

1 How happy every child of grace, 
Who knows his sins forgiven ! 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 35 

This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
I seek my place in heaven : 

A country far from mortal sight, 
Yet, O, by faith I see 

The land of rest, the saints' delight, 
The heaven prepared for me. 

2 0, what a blessed hope is ours ! 

While here on earth we stay, 
We more than taste the heavenly 
powers, 

And antedate that day ; 
We feel the resurrection near, 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled. 

3 0, would he all of heaven bestow ! 

Then like our Lord we '11 rise ; 
Our bodies, fully ransomed, go 

To take the glorious prize. 
On him with rapture then I '11 gaze, 

Who bought the bliss for me, 
And shout and wonder at his grace, 

Through all eternity. 

HYMN 25. C. M. 
1 I know that my Redeemer lives, 
And ever prays for me ; 



36 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 

A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 

I steadfastly believe 
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord* 
And to thyself receive. 

3 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars 

To meet thee from above ; 
Thy goodness thankfully adores, 
And sure I taste thy love. 

4 Thy love I soon expect to find, 

In all its depth and height ; 
To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, 
And grasp the Infinite. 

5 When God is mine, and I am his, 

Of paradise possessed, 
I taste unutterable bliss, 
And everlasting rest. 

6 The bliss of those that fully dwell, 

Fully in thee believe, 
'T is more than angel tongues can tell, 
Or angel minds conceive. 

7 Thou only know'st who didst obtain, 

And die to make it known ; 
The great salvation now explain, 
And perfect us in one. 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 37 

HYMN 26. 7 & 6. 

1 when shall I see Jesus, 

And reign with him above ; 
And from that flowing fountain 

Drink everlasting love ? 
When shall I be delivered 

From this vain world of sin, 
And, with my blessed Jesus, 

Drink endless pleasures in ? 

2 But now I am a soldier ; 

My Captain 's gone before ; 
He 's given me my orders, 

And bade me not give o'er. 
If I continue faithful, 

A righteous crown he '11 give, 
And all his valiant soldiers 

Eternal life shall have. 

3 Through grace I am determined 

To conquer, though I die ; 
And then away to Jesus 

On wings of love I '11 fly. 
Farewell to sin and sorrow, 

I bid you all adieu ; 
And, my friends, be faithful, 

And on your way pursue. 



38 DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 

HYMN 27. 8, 8, & 6. 

1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shall 

come 
To call thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet among them now, 
Before thy gracious throne to bow, 

Though weakest of them all; 
But can I bear the piercing thought, 
To have my worthless name left out, 

When thou for them shalt call ? 

3 Prevent, prevent it, by thy grace ! 
Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, 

In that expected day. 
Thy pard'ning voice O let me hear, 
To still each unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

4 Let me among thy saints be found 
Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall 

sound, 
To see thy smiling face ; 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 39 

Then loud through all the crowd I '11 

sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions 

ring 
With shouts of endless grace. 

HYMN 28. L. M. 

We long to see that happy time, 

That long-expected, blissful day, 
When men of every name and clime 

The glorious Savior shall obey. 
The word of God shall firm abide, 

Though earth and hell should dare 
oppose ; 
The stone cut from the mountain's side 

The powers of earth and hell o'er- 
throws. 
From east to west, from south to north, 

Immanuel's kingdom shall extend, 
And man, wherever he goes forth, 

Shall find all brethren, each a friend. 
Afric's emancipated sons 

Shall shout to Asia's rapturous 
song ; 
Europe, with her unnumbered tongues, 

And western climes, the strain pro- 
long. 



40 DESIRE OP THE BRIDE. 

HYMN 29. L. M. 

1 On Tabor's top the Savior stands ; 
His altered face resplendent shines. 
And while he elevates his hands, 
Lo, glory marks its gentle lines ! 

2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait 
Upon their suffering Prince below : 
But while they worship at his feet, 
They talk of fast approaching wo. 

3 Amid the lustre of the scene, 
To Calvary he turns his eyes, 
And, with submission all serene, 
He marks the future tempest rise. 

4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer, 
Where all his beaming glories shine 
And, gazing on his brightness there, 
Our woes forget in joys divine. 

5 O that on yonder heavenly hills, 
Where now the risen Savior stands, 
And peace, like softest dew, distils, 
I, too, may elevate my hands. 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 41 

HYMN 30. 5 & 6. 

1 Though troubles assail, 

And dangers affright, 
Though friends should all fail, 

And foes all unite ; 
Yet one thing secures us, 

Whatever betide : 
The Scripture assures us 

The Lord will provide. 

2 His call we obey 

Like Abra'am of old, 
Not knowing the way ; 

But faith makes us bold : 
For, though we are strangers, 

We have a sure guide, 
And trust, in all dangers, 

The Lord will provide. 

3 When Satan appears 

To stop up our path, 
And fill us with fears, 

We triumph by faith ; 
He cannot take from us, 

Though oft he has tried, 
This heart-cheering promise — 

The Lord will provide. 
2* 



42 DESIRE OF THE BRUTE, 

4 He tells us we 're weak, 

Our hope is in vain, 
The good that we seek 

We ne'er shall obtain ; 
But when such suggestions 

Our graces have tried, 
This answers all questions— 

The Lord will provide. 

5 No strength of our own, 

Or goodness, we claim ; 
Yet, since we have known 

The Savior's great name, 
In this our strong tower 

For safety we hide — 
The Lord is our power, 

The Lord will provide. 

6 When life sinks apace 

And death is in view, 
This word of his grace 

Shall comfort us through ; 
No fearing or doubting, 

With Christ on our side r 
We hope to fly shouting — 

The Lord will provide. 



DESIRE OF THE BRIDE. 43 

HYMN 31. C. M. 

1 0, what hath Jesus bought for me ! 

Before my ravished eyes 
Rivers of life divine I see, 

And trees of paradise. 
I see a world of spirits bright, 

Who taste the pleasures there ; 
They all are robed in spotless white, 

And conquering palms they bear. 

2 In hope of that immortal crown, 

I now the cross sustain; 
And gladly wander up and down, 

And smile at toil and pain : 
I suffer on my threescore years, 

Till my Deliverer come, 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 

3 0, what are all my sufferings here, 

If, Lord, thou count me meet 
With that enraptured host t' appear, 

And worship at thy feet ? 
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 

Take life or friends away ; 
But let me find them all again 

In that eternal day ! 



THE ALARM. 



HYMN 32. 7s. 

Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

What its signs of promise are. 
Traveler! o'er yon mountain's height 

See that glory-beaming star ! 
Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 

Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
Trav'ller ! yes ; it brings the day, 

Promised day of Israel ! 

Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 

Higher yet that star ascends. 
Trav'ller ! blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman ! will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
Trav'ller ! ages are its own ; 

See ! it bursts o'er all the earth ! 



THE ALARM. 45 

Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Trav'ller ! darkness takes its flight, 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn ! 
Watchman ! let thy wandering cease ; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
Trav'ller ! lo, the Prince of Peace, 

Lo, the Son of God is come ! 



HYMN 33. L. M. 

Hark ! 't is the warlike clarion : 
On, to the battle, heroes, on ! 
To arms ! to arms ! resounds on high 
The voice of war and victory. 

Haste to the battle ! See ! the Lord 
Waves to the clouds his conquering 

sword. 
To arms ! to arms ! I hear the cry, 
On, on, to bloodless victory ! 

The fierce embattled hosts of hell 
Before the dreadful onset fell. 
To arms ! to arms ! was once the cry, 
But now the trump sounds victory ! 



THE ALARM. 



4 Lo ! the white war-horse treads them 
down, 
I know the rider by his crown. 
All hail ! all hail ! his legions cry ; 
Jesus, be thine the victory ! 



HYMN 34. 10, 5, & 11. 

1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 

Koll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master 

appear ! 
His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 

And our talents improve, 
By the patience of hope and the labor 
of love. 

2 Our life as a dream, our time as a 

stream, 
Glides swiftly away, 
And the fugitive moment refuses to 

stay. 
The arrow is flown, the moment is 
gone; 
The millennial year 
Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's 
here. 



THE ALARM. 47 

that each in the day of his coming 

may say, 
" I have fought my way through ; 

1 have finished the work thou didst 

give me to do ! " 

that each from his Lord may re- 
ceive the glad word, 
" Well and faithfully done ! 

Enter into my joy, and sit down on 
my throne." 



HYMN 35. C. M. 

1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 

A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 

On flowery beds of ease, 
Whilst others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 



48 THE ALARM. 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign : 

Increase my courage, Lord ; 
I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 

Shall conquer, though they die ; 
They see the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thy armies shine 
In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. 



HYMN 36. 8, 8, & 6. 

1 God, mine inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress ; 
Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And tremble on the brink of fate, 

And wake to righteousness. 

2 Before me place, in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come 



THE ALARM. 49 

To judge the nations at thy bar : 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there 
To meet a joyful doom ? 

Be this my one great business here, 
With serious industry and fear 

Eternal bliss V insure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 

Then, Savior, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale to live 

And reign with thee above ! 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full, supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. 



HYMN 37. lis. 

Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy 
sadness, 

Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee 
no more ; 

Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day- 
star of gladness ; 

Arise, for the night of thy sorrows is 
o'er. 
3 



50 THE ALARM. 

2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm 

that subdued them, 
And scattered their legions, was 

mightier far : 
They fled like the chaff from the 

scourge that pursued them ; 
How vain were their steeds and their 

chariots of war. 

3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that 

hath saved thee, 

Extolled with the harp and the tim- 
brel shall be ; 

Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that 
enslaved thee, 

The oppressor is vanquished, and 
Zion is free. 



HYMN 38. 7s. 

1 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord, 
'T is thy Savior, hear his word ; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; 
" Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 

2 " I delivered thee when bound, 

And when wounded, healed thy 
wound ; 



THE ALARM. 51 

Sought thee wandering, set thee right ; 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 " Can a mother's tender care 
Cease towards the child she bare 7 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 " Mine is a redeeming love, 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of grace is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be — 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" 

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint ; 
Yet I love thee, and adore ;• 

for grace to love thee more ! 

HYMN 39. S. M. 

1 Awake, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb; 
Wake, every heart and every tongue, 
To praise the Savior's name. 



52 THE ALARM. 

2 Sing of his dying love, 

Sing of his rising power; 
Sing how he intercedes above 
For those whose sins he bore. 

3 Sing on your heavenly way, 

Ye ransomed sinners, sing; 
Sing on, rejoicing every day 
In Christ, the Eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear him say, 

" Ye blessed children, come ;" 
Soon will he call us hence away, 
And take his wanderers home. 

5 Soon shall our raptured tongue 

His endless praise proclaim, 
And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 



HYMN 40. S. M. 

1 A charge to keep I have, 

A God to glorify ; 
A never-dying soul to save, 
And fit it for the sky. 

2 To serve the present age, 

My calling to fulfil ; 



THE ALARM. 53 

may it all my powers engage 
To do my Master's will. 

Arm me with jealous care, 

As in thy sight to live ; 
And thy servant, Lord, prepare, 

A strict account to give. ■ 

Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely, 
Assured if I my trust betray 

I shall forever die. 

HYMN 41. 7 & 6. 

Come, brethren dear, and sisters, 

Although a little band, 
The victory I '11 assure you, 

Stand fast with sword in hand ; 
Then wield your sword with pleas- 
ure, 

The battle goes aright; 
When Israel gained the victory, 

He fought with faith and might. 

How beautiful the garments 
The bride of Christ doth wear; 

He offers her rich presents, 
And crowns her as his heir. 



54 THE ALARM. 

He decks her with rich jewels, 

And crowns her with his lovGj 
And by his mighty power 

Will carry her above. 
3 I '11 bid farewell to sorrow, 

To sickness, care, and pain, 
And mount aloft to Jesus, 

Forever there to reign. 
I '11 join to sing his praises 

Above th' ethereal blue ; 
And then, poor careless sinner. 

What will become of you ? 

HYMN 42. 7s & 6s. 

1 The glorious day is coming, 

The hour is rolling on, 
Its radiant light is beaming, 

Resplendent as the sun ; 
In yon bright clouds of heaven 

The Savior will appear, 
And gather all his chosen 

To meet him in the air. 

2 Then fire, from God descending, 

Shall sweep this wide earth o'er, 
And nations, loud lamenting, 
Shall sink to rise no more. 



THE ALARM. 



55 



Though tears with groans are blended, 
Yet still in vain they cry ; 

The day of hope is ended, 
The sinner now must die. 

3 But saints shall be victorious, 

And joy to meet the Lord ; 
An earth more bright and glorious 

Is promised in his word. 
Our God himself, there reigning, 

Shall wipe all tears away; 
No clouds or night remaining, 

But one eternal day. 

4 0, Christian ! wake from sleeping* 

And let your works abound ; 
Be watching, praying, weeping, 

For soon the trump will sound. 
O, sinner ! hear the warning, 

TO JESUS QUICKLY FLY! 
Then you on that blest morning 

May meet him in the sky. 

HYMN 43. P. M. 

1 Speak often to each other, 

To cheer the fainting mind ; 
And often be your voices 
In pure devotion joined. 



56 THE ALARM* 

Though trials may await you, 
The crown before you lies ; 

Take courage, brother pilgrims, 
And soon you '11 win the prize. 

2 Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, 

In that auspicious day 
"When I make up my jewels, 

Released from cumbrous clay. 
He '11 polish and refine you 

From worthless dross and tin, 
And to his heavenly kingdom 

Will bid you enter in. 

3 On that important morning, 

When bursting thunders sound, 
And nimble lightnings waving 

Shall wing the gloom profound ; 
Lift up your heads rejoicing, 

And clap your joyful hands ; 
Lo ! you 're redeemed forever 

From death's corrupted bands ! 



WORSHIP. 

PRAYER AND PRAISE. 



HYMN 44. L. M. 

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
He can create and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
And when, like wand'ring sheep, we 

strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful 

songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise; 
And earth, with her ten thousand 

tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding 

praise. 



68 worship. 

4 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
Vast as eternity thy love'; 
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. 
When rolling years shall cease to 
move. 



KYMN 45. L. M. 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise thy name, give thanks, and 



sin^ 



To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth by night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
O may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 

3 When grace has purified my heart, 
Then I shall share a glorious part ; 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desired or wished below; 

And every hour find sweet employ, 
In that eternal world of joy. 



WORSHIP. 59 



HYMN 46. C. M. 

1 May I, throughout this day of thine, 

Be in thy spirit, Lord ; 
Spirit of humble fear divine, 
That trembles at thy word ; 

2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 

And fix on things above ; 
Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 
Of holiness and love. 

HYMN 47. S. M. 

1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 

That saw the Lord arise ! 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to-day; 
Here we may sit and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day in such a place, 

Where thou, my God, art seen, 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 



60 WORSHIP. 

4 My willing- soul would stay- 
in such a frame as this, 
And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 

HYMN 48. L. M. 

1 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day thy God has blest ; 
Another six days' work is done, 
Another Sabbath is begun. 

2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love as- 

signs 
So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; 
Provides a blest foretaste of heaven 
On this day more than all the seven. 

3 that our thoughts and thanks may 

rise 

As grateful incense to the skies ; 

And draw from Christ that sweet re- 
pose, 

Which none but he that feels it knows. 

4 This heavenly calm within the breast 
Is the blest pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 



WORSHIP. 61 

HYMN 49. S. M. 

1 How beauteous are their feet 

Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
That bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal! 

2 How charming is their voice, 

So sweet the tidings are ; 
" Zion, behold thy Savior, King ; 
He reigns and triumphs here !" 

3 How happy are our ears, 

That hear the joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found. 

4 How blessed are our eyes, 

That see this heavenly light ; 
Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ ; 

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 

And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm 

Through all the earth abroad ; 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Savior and their God. 



62 WORSHIP. 

HYMN 50. L. M. 

1 Come, tune, ye saints, your noblest 

strains, 
Your dying, rising Lord to sing; 
And echo, to the heavenly plains, 
The triumphs of your Savior King. 

2 In songs of grateful rapture tell 

How he subdued your potent foes, 

Subdued the powers of death and hell, 

And, dying, finished all your woes. 

3 Then to his glorious throne on high 

Returned, while hymning angels 

round, 
Through the bright arches of the sky, 
The Lord, the conquering Lord, 

resound. 

4 Almighty love ! victorious power ! 

Not angel tongues can e'er display 
The wonders of that dreadful hour — 
The joys of that illustrious day. 

5 Dear Savior, let thy wondrous grace 

Fill every heart, and every tongue ; 
Till the full glories of thy face 
Inspire a sweeter, nobler song. 



WORSHIP. 63 

HYMN 51. C. M. 

1 Zion, the city of our God, 

How glorious is the place ! 
The Savior there has his abode, 
And sinners see his face. 

2 Firm against every adverse shock 

Its mighty bulwarks prove ; 
'T is built upon the living Rock, 
And walled around with love. 

3 There all the fruits of glory grow, 

And joys that never die ; 
And streams of grace and knowledge 
flow, 
The soul to satisfy. 

4 Come, set your faces Zionward, 

The sacred road inquire ; 
And let a union to the Lord 
Be henceforth your desire. 

5 The gospel shines to give you light, 

No longer, then, delay; 
The Spirit waits to guide you right, 
And Jesus is the way. 

6 Lord, regard thy people's prayer, 

Thy promise now fulfil ; 



64 WORSHIP. 

And young- and old by grace prepare 
To dwell on Zion's hill. 

HYMN 52. L. M. 

1 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy head 
From dust, from darkness, and the 

dead ! 
Though humbled long — awake at 

length, 
And gird thee with thy Savior's 

strength ! 

2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
And let thy excellence be known ; 
Decked in the robes of righteousness, 
Thy glories shall the world confess. 

3 No more shall foes unclean invade, 
And fill thy hallowed walls with 

dread ; 
No more shall hell's insulting host 
Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 

4 God, from on high, has heard thy 

prayer, 
His hand thy ruin shall repair ; 
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
To guard thee in eternal peace. 



WORSHIP. 65 

HYMN 53. L. M. 

1 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 

Comfort the people of your Lord ; 
O lift ye up the fallen race, 

And cheer them by the gospel word. 

2 Go into every nation, go, 

Speak to their trembling hearts, 
and cry, 
Glad tidings unto all we show; 
Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 

3 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry, 

A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ! 
Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
And means to make his entrance 
there ! 

4 The Lord your God shall quickly 

come ; 
Sinners, repent! the call obey: 
Open your hearts to make him room; 
Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 

5 The Lord shall clear his way through 

all; 
Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in 
vain ; 

3* 



66 WORSHIP. 

The vale shall rise, the mountain fall* 
Crooked be straight, and rugged 
plain. 

6 The glory of the Lord displayed 
Shall all mankind together view* 
And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
His own almighty hand shall do. 



HYMN 54. C. M. 

1 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 

Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
To crown him Lord of all. 

2 Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, 

And, as they tune it, fall 
Before his face who tunes their choir, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Crown him, ye morning stars of light, 

He fixed this floating ball ; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, 

Who from his altar call ; 



WORSHIP. 67 

Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

HYMN 55. C. M. 

1 Cone, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 

Let us thine influence prove ; 
Source of the old prophetic fire, 
Fountain of life and love. 

2 Come, Holy Ghost, for, moved by thee, 

The prophets wrote and spoke ; 
Unlock the truth, thyself the key, 
Unseal the sacred book. 

3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, 

Brood o'er our nature's night; 
On our disordered spirits move, 
And let there now be light. 

4 God, through himself, we then shall 

know, 
If thou within us shine ; 
And sound, with all thy saints below, 
The depths of love divine. 

HYMN 56. C. M. 

1 Father of all, in whom alone 

We live, and move, and breathe, 



68 WORSHIP. 

One bright, celestial ray dart down, 
And cheer thy sons beneath. 

2 While in thy word we search for thee, 

(We search with trembling awe !) 
Open our eyes, and let us see 
The wonders of thy law. 

3 Now let our darkness comprehend 

The light that shines so clear ; 
Now the revealing Spirit-send, 
And give us ears to hear. 

HYMN 57. L. M. 

1 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
His various and his saving names ; 

O may they not be heard alone, 
But by our sure experience known. 

2 Through every age his gracious ear 
Is open to his servants' prayer ; 
Nor can one humble soul complain 
That he has sought his God in vain. 

3 What unbelieving heart shall dare 
In whispers to suggest a fear, 
While still he owns his ancient name, 
The same his power — his love the 

same. 



WORSHIP. 69 

To thee our souls in faith arise , 
To thee we lift expecting eyes ; 
We boldly through the desert tread, 
For God will guard where he shall 
lead. 



HYMN 58. L. M. 

1 From all that dwell below the skies 
Let the Creator's praise arise ; 

Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends thy word : 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to 

shore, 
Till suns shall rise to set no more. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 



HYMN 59. P. M. 

1 Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, 

let us arise ; 
O, why should we slumber in sight 

of the prize ? 
Salvation is nearer, our day is far 

spent, 
O, let us be active ; awake, and 

repent I 

2 O, how can we slumber ? the Master 

will come, 
He 's calling on sinners to seek them 

a home ; 
The Spirit and Bride now in concert 

unite, 
The weary they welcome, the careless 

invite. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 71 

3 O, hcrvv can we slumber? the judg- 

ment is near, 
And sinners are crowding to endless 

despair ; 
Now prayer may avail, they may gain 

the high prize 
Before they in torment shall lift up 

their eyes. 

4 0, how can ye slumber ? ye sinners, 

look round, 
Before the last trumpet your heart 

shall confound ; 
O, fly to the Savior ! he calls you 

to-day ; 
While mercy is waiting, 0, make no 

delay ! 

HYMN 60. P. M. 

1 Soldiers of the cross, arise ! 
Lo ! your Leader, from the skies, 
Waves before you glory's prize, 

The prize of victory ! 
Seize your armor, gird it on ! 
Now the battle will be won ! 
See ! the strife will soon be done ; 

Then struggle manfully. 



72 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

2 Jesus conquered when he fell, 

Met and vanquished earth and hell ; 
Now he leads you on, to swell 

The triumphs of his cross. 
Though all earth and hell appear, 
Who will doubt, or who can fear ? 
" God, our strength and shield," is 
near; 

We cannot lose our cause. 

3 Onward, then, ye hosts of God ! 
Jesus points the victor's rod ; 
Follow where your Leader trod ; 

You soon shall see his face. 
Soon, your enemies all slain, 
Crowns of glory you shall gain ; 
Rise to join that glorious train, 

Who shout their Savior's praise. 

HYMN 61. L. M. 

1 The Lord will come ! the earth shall 

quake, 
The hills their fixed seats forsake, 
And, withering from the vault of night 
The stars withdraw their feeble light. 

2 The Lord will come ! but not the same 
As once in lowly form he came, — 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 73 

A silent Lamb to slaughter led, 
The bruised, the suffering, and the 
dead. 

3 The Lord will come ! a dreadful form, 
With wreath of flame and robe of 

storm, 
On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
Anointed Judge of human-kind ! 

4 Can this be he who wont to stray 
A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
By power oppressed, and mocked by 

pride ? 
Oh God ! is this the crucified ? 

o Go, tyrants ! to the rocks complain ! 
Go, seek the mountain-cleft in vain ! 
But Faith, victorious o'er the tomb, 
Shall sing for joy — the Lord is come ! 



HYMN 62. C. M. 

When wild confusion wrecks the air, 
And tempests rend the skies ; 

Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire, 
In harsh disorder rise ; 
4 



74 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

2 Safe in my Savior's love I '11 stand, 

And strike a tuneful song; 
My harp all trembling in my hand, 
And all inspired my tongue. 

3 I '11 shout aloud, " Ye thunders, roll, 

And shake the sullen sky ! 
Your sounding voice, from pole to pole, 
In angry murmurs try. 

4 " Let the earth totter on her base, 

And clouds the heavens deform ; 
Blow, all ye winds, from every place, 
And rush the final storm. 

5 " Come quickly, blessed Lord ! appear, 

Bid thy swift chariot fly ; 
Let angels tell thy coming near, 
And snatch me to the sky. 

6 "Around thy wheels in the glad throng 

I 'd bear a joyful part ; 
All hallelujah on my tongue, 
All rapture in my heart." 

HYMN 63. C. M. 

1 Sweet are the gifts which gracious 
Heaven 
On true believers pours ; 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 75 

But the best gift is grace to know 
That Jesus Christ is ours. 

2 Our Jesus ! what rich drops of bliss 

Descend in copious showers, 
When ruined sinners, such as we, 
By faith can call him ours ! 

3 Differ we may in age and state, 

Learning and mental powers, 
But all the saints may join and shout, 
Dear Jesus, thou art ours ! 

4 Let those who know our Jesus not, 

Delight in earth's gay flowers ; 
"We, glorying in our better lot, 
Rejoice that He is ours. 

5 When hope, with elevated flight, 

Towards heaven in rapture towers, 
'T is this supports our venturous wing, 
We know that Christ is ours. * 

6 Though Providence, with darkening 

" sky. 
On things terrestrial lowers, 
We rise superior to the gloom, 
When singing, Christ is ours. 

7 Time, which this world, with all its 

joys, 
With eager haste devours, 



76 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

May take inferior things away, 
But Jesus still is ours. 

8 Haste, then, dull time, and terminate 
Thy slow-revolving hours; 
We wish, we pray, we long, we pant, 
In heaven to call him ours ! 

HYMN 64. C. M. 

1 And must I be to judgment brought, 

And answer, in that day, 
For every vain and idle thought, 
And every word I say ? 

2 Yes, every secret of my heart 

Shall shortly be made known, 
And I receive my just desert 
For all that I have done. 

3 How careful, then, ought I to live ! 

With what religious fear, 
Who such a strict account must give 
For my behavior here ! 

4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 

The watchful power bestow ; 
So shall I to my ways take heed, 
To all I speak or do. 



MIDNIGHT CKY. 77 

5 If now thou standest at the door, 
0, let me feel thee near, 
And make my peace with God, before 
I at thy bar appear. 

HYMN 65. C. M. 

1 Sweet rivers of redeeming love 

I see before me lie ; 
Had I the pinions of a dove, 

I 'd to those rivers fly. 
I 'd rise superior to my pain, 

"With joy outstrip the wind; 
I 'd cross bold Jordan's stormy main, 

And leave the world behind. 

2 A few more days, or months, at most, 

My troubles will be o'er ; 
I hope to join the heavenly host 

On Canaan's happy shore. 
My rapturous soul shall drink and 
feast 

In love's unbounded sea ; 
The glorious hope of endless rest 

Is ravishing to me. 

3 O, come, my Savior, come away, 

And bear me through the sky ; 
Nor let thy chariot- wheels delay ; 
Make haste and bring it nigh. 



78 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

I long to see thy glorious face, 
And in thine image shine ; 

To triumph in victorious grace, 
And be forever thine. 

4 Then will I tune my harp of gold 

To my eternal King ; 
In ages that can ne'er be told 

I '11 make his praises ring. 
All hail, eternal Son of God ! 

Who died on Calvary, 
And saved me with thy precious blood 

From endless misery. 

5 Ten thousand thousand all agree, 

To praise the eternal One ; 
Prostrate in deep humility 

Before the blazing throne. 
They rise and tune their harps of gold!, 

And sweep th' immortal lyre ; 
And ages that can ne'er be told 

Shall raise thy praises higher. 

HYMN 66. L. M. 

1 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Mid flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 79 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day ; 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved, through these, I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and 

shame* 

3 This spotless robe the same appears, 
When ruined nature sinks in years ; 
No age can change its glorious hue* 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 

4 Lord, I believe, were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For all a full atonement made. 

6 0, let the dead now hear thy voice ; 
Now bid thy banished ones rejoice ; 
Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
"Jesus, the Lord, our Righteous- 
ness." 

HYMN 67. lis. 

1 While nature was sinking in silence to rest, 
And the last beams of daylight were dim in 

the west, 
I strayed in the twilight unconscious away, 
In deep meditation, where'er my path lay. 

2 I passed near a garden : there fell on my ear 
A voice of deep anguish from one that was 

there -, 



80 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

The tones of his agony melted my heart, 
"While earnestly pleading the iost sinner's 
part. 

3 In offering to heaven his strong, matchless 

prayer, 
He spake of the torments the sinner must 

bear j 
His life as a ransom he offered to give, 
That sinners redeemed in glory might live. 

4 So deep was his sorrow, so fervent his 

prayers, 
That down o'er his bosom rolled sweat, 

blood, and tears ! 
I wept to behold him, and asked his name ; 
He answered, " 'Tis Jesus, from heaven I 

came. 

5 " I am thy Kedeemer, for thee I must die, 
The cup is most painful, but cannot pass by j 
Thy sins like a mountain are laid upon me, 
And all this deep anguish I suffer for thee ! " 

6 I heard with attention the tale of his wo, 
While tears like a fountain of waters did 

flow; 
The cause of his sorrow to hear him repeat, 
Affected my heart, and I fell at his feet. 

7 I trembled with horror, and loudly did cry, 
" Lord, save, or I perish ! 0, save, or I die ! " 
He smiled when he saw me, and said to me, 

" Live ! 
Thy sins, which are many, I freely forgive." 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 81 

8 How sweet was that language ! it made me 

rejoice ! 
His smiles, 0, how pleasant ! how cheering 

his voice ! 
I ran from the garden to spread it abroad, 
I shouted, " Salvation ! 0, glory to God ! " 

9 I'm now on my journey to mansions above, 
My soul full of glory, of peace, light, and 

love ! 
I think of the garden, the prayer, and the 

tears, 
And that loving stranger who banished my 

fears. 

10 The day of bright glory is rolling around, 
When Gabriel, descending, the trumpet 

shall sound ; 
My soul then in raptures of glory will rise, 
To gaze on that Stranger with unclouded 

eyes. 

HYMN 68. L. M. 

1 The great archangel's trump shall sound, 
(While twice ten thousand thunders roar,) 
Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, 
And make the greedy sea restore. 

2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, 
The earth no more her slain conceal ; 
Sinners shall lift their guilty head, 
And shrink to see a yawning hell. 

3 But we who now our Lord confess, 
And faithful to the end endure, 



82 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness, 
Stand as the Rock of Ages sure. 

4 We, while the stars from heaven shall 

fall, 
And mountains are on mountains 

hurled, 
Shall stand unmoved amidst them all, 
And smile to see a burning world. 

5 The earth, and all the works therein, 
Dissolve, by raging flames destroyed ; 
While we survey the awful scene, 
And mount above the fiery void. 

6 By faith we now transcend the skies, 
And on that ruined world look down ; 
By love above all height we rise, 
And share the everlasting throne. 

HYMN 69. S. M. 

1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 

Before whose bar severe, 
With holy joy or guilty dread, 

We all shall soon appear ; 
Our cautioned souls prepare 

For that tremendous day, 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 83 

And fill us now with watchful care, 

And stir us up to pray. 
To pray and wait the hour, 

That awful hour unknown, 
When, robed in majesty and power, 

Thou shah from heaven come down, 
Th' immortal Son of man, 

To judge the human race, 
With all thy Father's dazzling train, 

With all thy glorious grace. 
To damp our earthly joys, 

T' increase our gracious fears, 
Forever let the archangel's voice 

Be sounding in our ears 
The solemn midnight cry, 

u Ye dead, the Judge is come ! 
Arise, and meet him in the sky, 

And meet your instant doom !" 

O may we thus be found 

Obedient to thy word, 
Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 

And looking for our Lord. 
O may we all insure 

A lot among the blest, 
And watch a moment to secure 

An everlasting rest. 



84 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

HYMN 70. P. M. 

1 When shall I see the day 
That ends my woes ; 

When shall I victory gain 

O'er all my foes ; 
When will the trumpet sound 

That calls the exile home — 
The grand, sabbatic year, 

When will it come ? 

2 A crown of glory bright, 
By faith I see, 

In yonder realms of light, 

Prepared for me. 
O, may I faithful prove, 

And keep the prize in view; 
And through the storms of life 

My way pursue. 

3 Jesus, be thou my guide, 
My steps attend ; 

O keep me near thy side, 

Be thou my friend ; 
Be thou my shield and sun, 

My Savior and my guard ; 
And, when my work is done, 

My great reward. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 85 

4 O, how I long to see 

That happy day, 
When sorrow, sin and pain 

Shall flee away ; 
When all the heavenly tribes 

Shall find their long sought home; 
The Jubilee of Heaven, 

When will it come ? 

HYMN 71. P. M. 

1 Christian, the morn breaks sweetly 

o'er thee, 

And all the midnight shadows flee, 
Tinged are the distant skies with glory, 

A beacon light hangs out for thee. 
Arise, arise, the light breaks o'er thee, 

Thy name is graven on the throne ; 
Thy home is in that world of glory 

Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 

2 Tossed on time's rude, relentless 

surges, 
Calmly composed and dauntless stand, 
For lo ! beyond those scenes emerges 
The heights that bound the promised 

land. 



86 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

Christian, behold the land is nearing, 
Where the wild sea-storm's rage is 
o'er; 
Hark, how the heavenly hosts are cheer- 
ing, 
See in what throngs they range the 
shore. 

4 Cheer up, cheer up, the day breaks 
o'er thee 

Bright as the summer's noontide ray, 
The star-gemm'd crowns and realms of 
. glory 

Invite thy happy soul away. 
Away, away, leave all for glory, 

Thy name is graven on tbe throne, 
Thy home is in that world of glory 

Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 

HYMN 72. S. M. 

1 Behold ! with awful pomp 

The Judge prepares to come ; 
The archangel sounds the dread- 
ful trump, 
And wakes the general doom. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 87 

2 Nature, in wild amaze, 

Her dissolution mourns ; 
Blushes of blood the moon deface ; 
The sun to darkness turns. 

3 The living look with dread ; 

The frighted dead arise, 
Start from the monumental bed. 
And lift their ghastly eyes. 

4 Horrors all hearts appal, 

They quake ! they shriek ! they cry ! 
Bid rocks and mountains on them fall, 
"But rocks and mountains fly. 

5 Ye wilful, wanton fools, 

Let dangers make you wise ; 

Carnal professors, careless souls, 

Unclose your sleeping eyes. 

6 'T is time we all awake ; 

The dreadful day draws near ; 
Sinners, your proud presumption 
check, 
And stop your wild career. 

7 Now is th' accepted time, 

To Christ for mercy fly; 



OS MIDNIGHT CRY. 

O turn, repent, and trust in him, 
And you shall never die. 

8 Great God, in whom we live, 
Prepare us for that day ; 
Help us in Jesus to believe, 
To watch, and wait, and pray. 



HYMN 73. 4 8s & 2 6s. 

1 How happy are the little flock, 
Who, safe beneath their guardian 

Kock, 
In all commotions rest ; 
When war's and tumult's waves run 

high, 

Unmoved above the storm they lie, 
And lodge in Jesus' breast. 

2 Such happiness, Lord, have we, 
By mercy gathered into thee, 

Before the floods descend ; 
And while the bursting cloud comes 

down, 
We mark the vengeful day begun, 

And calmly wait the end. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 89 

3 The plague, and dearth, and din of 

war, 
Our Savior's swift approach declare, 

And bid our hearts arise ; 
Earth's basis shook, confirms our hope; 
Its cities' fall but lifts us up, 

To meet thee in the skies. 

4 Thy tokens we with joy confess; 
The war proclaims thee Priace of 

peace ; 

The earthquake speaks thy power; 
The famine all thy fulness brings ; 
The plague presents thy healing wings 

And nature's final hour. 

5 Whatever ills the world befal, 

A pledge of endless good we call, 

A sign of Jesus near. 
His chariot will not long delay ; 
We hear the rumbling wheels, and 
pray. 

"Triumphant Lord, appear!" 

6 Appear with clouds on Sion's hill, 
Thy word and mystery to fulfil, 

Thy confessors t' approve ; 

4* 



SO 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 



Thy members on thy throne to place, 
And stamp thy name on every face, 
In glorious, heavenly love. 

HYMN 74. 8&7. 

1 Hear the trumpet's awful sound ! 
Through the skies, the world around, 
Loud its echoes do rebound,— 

The Judgment day is come. 
See the angel takes his stand 
On the sea and on the land, 
With solemn oath, at God's command, 

Declares that time is done. 

2 Now the Savior comes in fire, 
Angels, dressed in heaven's attire, 
Wait around him with desire 

To do his holy will ; 
Now the sleeping dead arise, 
Ghastly pale, with dread surprise, 
All in hell now ope their eyes, 

And burn in anger still. 

3 Gathered round the throne they stand, 
Waiting there on either hand ; 
Final is the dread command, 

Depart — or blessed be ; 
Friends and neighbors, you '11 be there, 
In the judgment you must share, 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 91 

Will you for it now prepare, 

And to the Savior flee ? 
Come, then, now submit to him, 
He will cleanse you from all sin, 
To his courts now enter in, 

And be forever blessed ; 
Then you '11 hail the solemn day 
When the earth shall flee away ; 
When arrives the Judgment day 

You '11 enter into rest. 

HYMN 75. 8s. 

To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 

My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
O bear me, ye cherubim, up, 

And waft me away to his throne. 
My Savior, whom absent I love ; 

Whom, not having seen, I adore ; 
Whose name is exalted above 

All glory, dominion, and power ; 
Dissolve from these bands that detain 

My soul from her portion in thee, 
Ah! strike off this adamant chain, 

And make me eternally free. 
When that happy era begins, 

When arrayed in thy glories I 
shine, 



92 MIDNIGHT CRY* 

Nor grieve any more, by my sins* 

The bosom on which I recline ; 
3 O then, shall the veil be removed, 

And round me thy brightness be 
poured ; 
I shall meet him, whom absent, I lov'd, 

I shall see, whom unseen, I adored. 
Arid then, never more shall the fears, 

The trials, temptations, and woes, 
Which darken this valley of tears, 

Intrude on my blissful repose. 

HYMN 76. S. M. 

1 How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that day, 
When earth and heaven, before the 
Judge, 
Astonished, shrink away ! 

2 But ere that trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 
Hark ! from the gospel's cheering 
sound, 
What joyful tidings spread ! 

3 Ye sinners, seek his grace, 

Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
Fly to the shelter of the cross, 
And find salvation there. 



MIDNIGHT CRY. 93 

4 So shall that curse remove, 
By which the Savior bled ; 
And the last awful day shall pour 
His blessings on your head. 

HYMN 77. C. M. 

1 That awful day will surely come, 

The approaching hour makes haste, 
"When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Jesus, thou source of all my joys, 

Thou ruler of my heart, 
How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the sound, " Depart!" 

3 The thunder of that awful word 

Would so torment my ear, 
'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
With most tormenting fear. 

4 What, to be banished from my Lord, 

And yet forbid to die ! 
To linger in eternal pain, 
And death forever fly ! 

5 wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove, 



94 MIDNIGHT CRY. 

And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love ! 

HYMN 78. P. M. 

1 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee ! 
Black clouds are gathering fast ! 

In awful power thy God has come, 
Thy days of mirth are past. 

2 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee ! 
Eed flames are bursting round; 

Bright lightnings flash, loud thunders 
roar, 
How shakes the trembling ground ! 

3 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee ! 
Behold, the Judge appears ; 

Unnumbered millions throng around, 
Raised from the dust of years. 

4 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee ! 
Sinner, behold thy doom ; 

Destruction opens wide for thee 
Thy chosen, final home. 

5 Yet stay — the vision lingers ; 
Why, sinner, wilt thou die ? 

Dark brood the heav'ns, but mercy waits, 
This hour to Jesus fly. 



THE JUBILEE. 



HYMN 79. C. M. 

1 What heavenly music do I hear, 

Salvation sounding free ! 
Ye souls in bondage, lend an ear; 
This is the Jubilee. 

2 How sweetly do the tidings roll 

All round from sea to sea, 
From land to land, from pole to pole, 

This is the Jubilee. 

3 Good news, good news to Adam's race ; 

Let Christians all agree, 
To sing redeeming love and grace ; 
This is the Jubilee. 

4 The gospel sounds a sweet release 

To all in misery, 
And bids them welcome home to peace ; 
This is the Jubilee. 



96 THE JUBILEE. 

5 Jesus is on the mercy-seat, 

Before him bend the knee ; 
Let heaven and earth his praise repeat ; 
This is the Jubilee. 

6 Sinners, be wise, return, and come 

Unto the Savior free ; 
The Spirit bids you welcome home ; 
This is the Jubilee. 

7 Come, ye redeemed, your tribute bring 

With songs of harmony ; 
While on the road to Canaan sing, 
This is the Jubilee. 

HYMN 80. L. M. 

1 How many years has man been driven 
Far off from happiness and heaven ! 
When wilt thou, gracious Lord, restore 
Thy wandering church, to roam no more ? 

2 Six thousand years are nearly past 
Since Adam from thy sight was cast, 
And ever since Jiis fallen race 
From age to age are void of grace. 

3 When will the happy trump proclaim 
The judgment of the martyr'd lamb ? 



THE JUBILEE. 97 

When shall the captive troops be free, 
And keep th' eternal Jubilee ? 

4 Hasten it, Lord, in every land, 
Send thou thine angels, and command, 
" Go, sound deliverance, loudly blow — 
Salvation to the saints below." 

5 We want to have the Day appear, 
The promised great Sabbatic year, 
When far from grief, and sin, and hell, 
Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell. 

6 Till then we will not let thee rest, 
Thou still shalt hear our strong request ; 
And this our daily prayer shall be, 
Lord, sound the trump of Jubilee. 

HYMN 81. 7s. 

1 Hark ! the song of Jubilee, 

Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fulness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore. 

2 See Jehovah's banners furled ! 

Sheathed his sword ; he speaks — 
't is done ! 
5 



98 THE JUBILEE. 

Now the kingdoms of this world 
Are the kingdom of his Son. 

3 He shall reign from pole to pole, 

With supreme, unbounded sway; 
He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
Yonder heavens have passed away ! 

4 Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign ! 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 



HYMN 82. 4 6s & 2 &, 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
The gladly solemn sound ; 

Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 

The year of Jubilee is come ; 

Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

Ye slaves of sin and hell, 

Your liberty receive, 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 

And blest in Jesus live. 
The year of Jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 



THE JUBILEE. 99 

3 Ye who have sold for nought 

Your heritage above, 
Shall have it back unbought, 

The gift of Jesus' love. 
The year of Jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 The gospel trumpet hear, 

The news of heavenly grace ; 
And, saved from earth, appear 

Before your Savior's face. 
The year of Jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

HYMN 83. 7s. 

1 Wake the song of Jubilee, 
Let it echo o'er the sea ! 

Now is come the promised hour, 
Jesus reigns with sovereign power. 

2 All ye nations, join and sing, 

" Christ of lords and kings is King! " 
Let it sound from shore to shore, 
Jesus reigns for evermore ! 

3 Now the desert lands rejoice, 
And the islands join their voice ; 
Yea, the whole creation sings, 

11 Jesus is the Kinq- of kinjrs ! " 



LIVING ORACLES. 



HYMN 84. 6 lines 8s. 

1 Inspirer of the ancient seers, 

Who wrote from thee the sacred 
page, 
The same through all succeeding 
years ; 
To us, in our degenerate age, 
The spirit of thy word impart, 
And breathe the life into our heart. 

2 While now thine oracles we read, 

With earnest prayer and strong de- 
sire, 
O let thy Spirit from thee proceed. 
Our souls V awaken and inspire ; 
Our weakness help, our darkness 

chase, 
And guide us by the light of grace. 



LIVING ORACLES. 101 

3 Whene'er in error's paths we rove, 

The living God through sin forsake, 
Our conscience by thy word reprove, 

Convince and bring the wand'rers 
back ; 
Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword, 
And then by Gilead's balm restored. 

4 The sacred lessons of thy grace, 

Transmitted through thy word, re- 
peat, 
And train us up in all thy ways, 

To make us in thy will complete ; 
Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, 
And bring us to a perfect man. 

5 Furnished out of thy treasury, 

may we always ready stand, 
To help the souls redeemed by thee, 

In what their various states de- 
mand ; 
To teach, convince, correct, reprove, 
And build them up in holiest love. 

HYMN 85. C. M. 

1 The counsels of redeeming grace 
The sacred leaves unfold ; 



102 LIVING ORACLES. 

And here the Savior's lovely face 
Our raptured eyes behold. 

2 Here light, descending from above, 

Directs our doubtful feet ; 
Here promises of heavenly love 
Our ardent wishes meet. 

3 Our numerous gifts are here redrest, 

And all our wants supplied ; 
Nought we can ask to make us blest. 
Is in this book denied. 

4 For these inestimable gains, 

That so enrich the mind, 
O may we search with eager pains, 
Assured that we shall find. 

HYMN 86. C. M. 

1 Father of mercies, in thy word 

What endless glory shines ! 
Forever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find, 
Riches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 



LIVING ORACLES. 103 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 

And yields a free repast ; 
Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life, and everlasting joys, 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light ! 

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 

Be thou forever near ; 
Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
And view my Savior near. 

HYMN 87. 7s. 

1 Holy Bible ! book divine ! 
Precious treasure, thou art mine ! 
Mine, to tell me whence I came ; 
Mine, to teach me what I am ; 

2 Mine, to chide me when I rove ; 
Mine, to show a Savior's love ; 



104 LIVING ORACLES. 

Mine, art thou, to guide my feet; 
Mine to judge, condemn, acquit; 

3 Mine, to comfort in distress, 
If the Holy Spirit bless ; 
Mine, to show, by living faith, 
Man can triumph over death ; 

4 Mine, to tell of joys to come, 
And the rebel sinner's doom ; 
O thou precious book divine ! 
Precious treasure, thou art mine. 

HYMN 88. C. M. 

1 Jesus, my Savior, and my Lord, 

To thee I lift mine eyes ; 
Teach and instruct me by thy word, 
And make me truly wise. 

2 Make me to know and understand 

Thy whole revealed will ; 
Fain would I learn to comprehend 
Thy love more clearly still. 

3 Help me to read the Bible o'er 

With ever-new delight. 
Help me to love its Author more; 
To seek thee day and night. 



LIVING ORACLES. 105 

4 let it purify my heart, 

And guide me all my days ; 
Its wonders, Lord, to me impart, 
And thou shalt have the praise. 

HYMN 89. C. M. 

1 Hail, sacred truth ! wnose piercing 

rays 
Dispel the shades of night; 
Diffusing o'er the mental world 
The healing beams of light. 

2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, 

Restores our wandering feet; 
Converts the sorrows of the mind 
To joys divinely sweet. 

3 O send thy light and truth abroad, 

In all their radiant blaze, 
And bid th' admiring world adore 
The glories of thy grace. 

HYMN 90. L. M. 
1 'T was by an order from the Lord 
The ancient prophets spoke his word ; 
His Spirit did their tongues inspire, 
And warm their hearts with heavenly 

fire. 



106 LIVING ORACLES. 

2 Great God 1 mine eyes with pleasure 

look 
On the dear volume of thy book ; 
There my Redeemer's face I see, 
And read his name who died for me. 

3 Let the false raptures of the mind 
Be lost and vanish in the wind ; 
Here I can fix my hope secure ; 
This is thy word — and must endure. 

HYMN 91. C. M. 

1 What glory gilds the sacred page, 

Majestic, like the sun ! 
It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives — but borrows none. 

2 The power that gave it still supplies 

The gracious light and heat : 
Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
They rise — but never set. 

3 Let everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 My soul rejoices to pursue 

The steps of him I love, 



LIVING .ORACLES. 107 

Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 



HYMN 92. P. M. 

1 Tell me no more of earthly toys, 
Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, 

The things I loved before ; 
Let me but view my Savior's face, 
And feel his animating grace, 

And I desire no more. 

2 Tell me no more of fame and wealth, 
Of careless ease and blooming health, 

For they have all their snares ; 
Let me but know my sins forgiven, 
And see my name enrolled in heaven, 

And I am free from cares. 

3 Give me a Bible in my hand, 
A heart to read and understand 

That sure, unerring word — 
I 'd urge no company to stay, 
But sit alone from day to day, 

And converse with the Lord. 



RESURRECTION. 



HYMN 93. L. M. 

1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; 
Our Jesus is gone up on high ! 
The powers of hell are captive led, 
Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
There his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
Ye everlasting doors, give way. 

2 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; 
He claims these mansions as his right, 
Receive the King of Glory in. 
Who is the King of Glory ? Who ? 
The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame, 
The world, sin, death, and hell o'er- 

threw; — 
And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 



RESURRECTION. 109 

3 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
Ye everlasting doors give way. 
Who is the King of Glory ? 'Who ? 
The Lord, of glorious power possessed; 
The King of saints and angels too, 
God over all, forever blest. 

HYMN 94. 7s & 6s. 

1 Jesus, faithful to his word 
Shall with a shout descend ; 

All heaven's host their glorious Lord 

Shall joyfully attend. 
Christ shall come with dreadful noise, 

Lightnings swift and thunders loud; 
With the great archangel's voice, 

And with the trump of God. 

2 First the dead in Christ shall rise : 
Then we that yet remain 

Shall be caught up to the skies, 

And see our Lord again. 
We shall meet him in the air ; 

All wrapt up to heaven shall be ; 
Find, and love, and praise him there, 

To all eternity. 



110 RESURRECTION. 

3 Who can tell the happiness 

This glorious hope affords ? 
Joy unuttered we possess 

In these reviving words ; 
Happy while on earth we live ; 

Higher bliss ordained to know ; 
When our King to his shall give 

The kingdom here below. 

HYMN 95. L. M. 

1 Why should we start and fear to die ? 
What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate of endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 
Still shrink we back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 0, if my Lord would come and meet, 
My soul should stretch her wings in 

haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate. 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 



RESURRECTION. HI 

"While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

HYMN 96. L. M, 

1 The morning flowers display their 

sweets 
And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
As careless of the noontide heats, 
As fearless of the evening cold. 

2 Nipt by the winds' untimely blast, 
Parched by the sun's directer ray, 
The momentary glories waste, 
The short-lived beauties die away. 

3 So blooms the human face divine, 
When youth its pride of beauty shows; 
Fairer than spring the colors shine, 
And sweeter than the virgin rose. 

4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, 
Or broke by sickness in a day, 
The fading glory disappears, 
The short-lived beauties die away. 

5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, 
With lustre brighter far shall shine, 



112 RESURRECTION. 

Revive with ever-daring bloom, 
Safe from diseases and decline. 

6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 
If heaven must recompense our pains ; 
Perish the grass and fade the flower, 
If firm the word of God remains. 

HYMN 97. 7s. 

1 Angels, roll the rock away ! 
Death, yield up the mighty prey ! 
See, the Savior quits the tomb, 
Glowing with immortal bloom. 

2 Shout, ye seraphs ; Gabriel raise 
Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
Let the earth's remotest bound 
Echo to the blissful sound. 

3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; 
See the Conqueror mount the skies ; 
Troops of angels on the road, 

Hail and sing the incarnate God. 

4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide, 
Glorious Hero, through them ride, 
King of glory, mount thy throne, 
Boundless empire is thy own. 



RESURRECTION. 



113 



5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 
Raise and sweep your golden lyres ; 
Praise him in the noblest songs, 
From ten thousand, thousand tongues. 



HYMN 98. C. M. 

1 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, 

Nor sense nor reason known, 
What joys the Father has prepared 
For those that love his Son. 

2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 

Reveals a heaven to come ; 

The beams of glory in his word 

Allure and guide us home. 

3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 

And all the region peace ; 

No wanton lips nor envious eye 

Can see or taste the bliss. 

4 Those holy gates forever bar 

Pollution, sin and shame ; 
None shall obtain admittance there 
But followers of the Lamb. 
5* 



114 RESURRECTION. 

HYMN 99. C. M. 

1 Ye living men, the tomb survey, 

Where you must shortly dwell , 
Hark ! how the awful summons sounds. 
In every funeral knell ! 

2 Once you must die, and once for all, 

The solemn purport weigh ; 
For know that heaven or hell is hung 
On that important day ! 

3 Those eyes, so long in darkness veiled, 

Must wake the Judge to see ; 
And every word, and every thought, 
Must pass his scrutiny. 

4 may I in the Judge behold 

My Savior and my friend ; 
And, far beyond the reach of death, 
With all his saints ascend. 

HYMN 100. C. M. 

1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 
How soon the vapor flies ! 
Man is a tender, transient flower, 
That e'en in blooming — dies. 



RESURRECTION. 1 15 

2 The once loved form, now cold and 

dead, 
Each mournful thought employs; 
And nature weeps her comforts fled, 
And withered all her joys, 

3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time ; 

When what we now deplore 

Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 

And bloom to fade no more. 

4 Cease, then, fond nature, cease thy 

tears — 
Thy Savior dwells on high ; 
There everlasting Spring appears— 
There joys shall never die. 

HYMN 101. C. M. 

1 Hear what the voice from heaven 

proclaims 
For all the pious dead ; 
Sweet is the savor of their names, 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus and are blest; 

How kind their slumbers are ! 



116 RESURRECTION. 

From sufferings and from sins released, 
And freed from every snare. 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
They 're present with the Lord ! 
The labors of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 

HYMN 102. C. M. 

1 And let our feeble bodies fail, 

And let them faint and die ; 
We soon shall quit the mournful vale 
And soar to worlds on high; 

2 Shall join the glorified saints, 

And find our long-sought rest, 
That only bliss for which we pant, 
In the Redeemer's breast. 

3 In hope of that immortal crown, 

We now the cross sustain ; 
And gladly wander up and down, 
And smile at toil and pain. 

4 We suffer on our threescore years, 

Till our Deliv'rer come, 
And wipe away his servants' tears, 
And take his exiles home. 



RESURRECTION. 117 

HYMN 103. C. M. 

1 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 

And raise your voices high ; 
Awake, and praise that sovereign love 
That shows salvation nigh. 

2 On all the wings of time it flies ; 

Each moment brings it near ; 

Then welcome each declining day, 

Welcome each closing year ! 

3 Not many years their round shall run, 

Not many mornings rise, 
Ere all its glories stand revealed 
To our admiring eyes. 



HYMN 104. C. M. 

1 How long shall death the tyrant reign, 

And triumph o'er the just; 
While the rich blood of martyrs slain 
Lies mingled with the dust ! 

2 When shall the tedious night be gone ? 

When will our Lord appear ? 
Our fond desires would pray him down 
Our love embrace him here. 



118 RESURRECTION. 

3 Let faith arise and climb the hills, 

And from afar descry- 
How distant are his chariot wheels, 
And tell how fast they fly. 

4 We hear the voice, "Ye dead, arise ! ,; 

And, lo, the graves obey ; 
And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
Salute th' expected day. 

5 may our humble spirits stand 

Among them, clothed in white ! 
The meanest place at his right hand 
Is infinite delight. 

6 How shall our joy and wonder rise, 

When our returning King 
Shall bear us homeward through the 
skies 
On love's triumphant wing. 



HYMN 105. C. M. 

1 The Lord has promised good to me, 
His word my hope secures ; 
He will my shield and portion be, 
As long as life endures. 



RESURRECTION. 119 

2 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the veil, 
A life of joy and peace. 

3 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 

The sun forbear to shine ; 
But God, who owns us here below, 
Will be forever mine. 



HYMN 106. P. M. 

1 The groaning creation doth wait, 
Together they travail in pain ; 

The Watchmen, who stand in the gate, 
Are longing the morning to gain. 

O! when will "the Bridegroom" appear, 
His long-waiting " Bride" to receive ? 

We feel that his coming is near ; 
He will not his people deceive. 

2 He waits for his Bride to appear 
In righteousness fully arrayed ; 

While lacking he cannot draw near — 
" Make ready," and be not afraid. 



120 RESURRECTION. 

The scoffers, who mock at his word, 
Must also stand " fully revealed," 

E'er they can " receive their reward," 
Or their judgment be finally sealed. 

HYMN 107. C. M. 

1 The angel comes ; he comes to reap 

The harvest of the Lord ! 
O'er all the earth, with fatal sweep, 
Wide waves his flaming sword. 

2 And who are they, in sheaves, to bide 

The fire of vengeance, bound ? 
The tares, whose rank, luxuriant pride 
Chokes the fair crop around. 

3 And who are they, reserved in store" 

God's treasure-house to fill ? 
The wheat, a hundred fold that bore 
Amid surrounding ill. 

4 O King of mercy ! grant us power 

Thy fiery wrath to flee ! 
In thy destroying angel's hour, 
gather us to thee ! 



THE TRIUMPH. 



HYMN 108. P. M. 

1 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumph- 

antly glorious ; 
O'er sin, death, and hell, he has made 

us victorious ; 
With shouting proclaim it — O trust 

in his passion, 
He saved us most freely — O precious 

salvation ! 

2 Our Jesus his name now proclaims 

all victorious, 
He reigns over all, and his kingdom 

is glorious ; 
To Jesus we '11 join with the great 

congregation, 
And triumph, ascribing to him our 

salvation. 
6 



122 THE TRIUMPH. 

3 With joy shall we stand, when es- 
caped to the shore ; 

With harps in our hands, we '11 praise 
him evermore ; 

We 11 range the sweet plains on the 
bank of the river, 

And sing of salvation forever and ever. 

HYMN 109. C. M. 

1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 

With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousand are their 
tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they 

cry, 
"To be exalted thus!" 
" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
" For he was slain for us." 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honor and power divine ; 
And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 



TEE TRIUMPH. 123 

Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one 
To bless the sacred name 
Of him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 



HYMN 110. C. M. 

Now to the Lamb that once was slain 
Be endless blessings paid ; 

Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
Forever on thy head. 

Thou hast redeemed us by thy blood, 
And set the prisoners free ; 

Hast made us kings and priests to 
God, 
And we shall reign with thee. 

HYMN 111. C. M. 

11 These glorious minds ! how bright 
they shine ! 

Whence all their white array? 
How came they to the happy seats 

Of everlasting day ? " 



124 THE TRIUMPH. 

2 From torturing pains to endless joys 

On fiery wheels they rode, 
And strangely washed their raiment 
white 
In Jesus' dying blood. 

3 Now they approach th' eternal God, 

And bow before his throne ; 
Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
Adore the Holy One. 

4 The unveiled glories of his face 

Among his saints reside, 
While the rich treasure of his grace 
Sees all their wants supplied. 

5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their 

souls, 
And hunger flee as fast ; 
The fruit of life's immortal tree 
Shall be their sweet repast. 

6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly 

flock 
Where living fountains rise ; 
And love divine shall wipe away 
The sorrows of their eyes. 



THE TRIUMPH. 125 



HYMN 112. P. M. 

1 He dies, the friend of sinners dies ! 
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 

A solemn darkness veils the skies, 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 

2 Here 's love and grief beyond degree, 
The Lord of glory dies for men ! 

But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 

3 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb ! 
(The tomb in vain forbids his rise !) 

Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies ! 

4 Break offyour tears, you saints, and tell 
How high our great Deliverer reigns, 

Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster Death in chains ! 

5 Say, live forever, wondrous King! 
Born to redeem, and strong to save ! 

Then ask the monster, Where 's thy sting? 
And where 's thy vict'ry, boasting 
grave ? 



126 THE TRItJMpa. 



HYMN 113. 8 lines 7s. 

1 Hark ! a voice divides the sky ; 

Happy are the faithful dead ! 
In the Lord who sweetly die, 

They from all their toils are freed 
Them the Spirit hath declared 

Blest, unutterably blest ; 
Jesus is their great reward, 

Jesus is their endless rest* 

2 Followed by their works, they go 

Where their Head is gone before ; 
Reconciled by grace below, 

Grace hath opened mercy's door. 
Justified through faith alone, 

Here they knew their sins forgiven ; 
Here they laid their burden down, 

Hallowed and made meet for heaven. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



HYMN 114. S. M. 

Sinners, the call obey, 

The latest call of grace ; 
The day is come, the vengeful day 

Of a devoted race. 

Devils and men combine 

To plague the faithless seed* 

And vials full of wrath divine 
Are bursting on your head. 

Enter into the Rock, 

Ye trembling slaves of sin, 

The Rock of your salvation, struck, 
And cleft to take you in. 

To shelter the distressed 
He did the cross endure ; 

Enter into the clefts, and rest 
In Jesus' wounds secure. 



128 MISCELLANEOUS. 

5 Jesus, to thee we fly 

From the devouring sword; 
Our city of defence is nigh, 
Our help is in the Lord. 

6 Or if the scourge o'erflow, 

And laugh at innocence, 
Thine everlasting arms, we know, 
Shall be our souls' defence. 



HYMN 115. C. M. 

1 Light of the world, shine on our souls, 

Thy grace to us afford ; 
And while we meet to learn thy truth, 
Be thou our teacher, Lord. 

2 As once thou didst thy word expound 

To those that walked with thee, 
So teach us, Lord, to understand, 
And its blest fulness see ; 

3 Its richness, sweetness, power and 

depth, 
Its holiness discern ; 
Its joyful news of saving grace 
By blest experience learn. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 129 

4 Help us each other to assist; 

Thy Spirit now impart; 
Keep humble, but with love inflame, 
To thee, and thine, each heart. 

5 Thus may thy word be dearer still, 

And studied more each day ; 
And as it richly dwells within, 
Thyself in it display. 



HYMN 116. C. M. 

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 
A thousand thoughts revolve, 

Come, with your guilt and fear op- 
pressed, 
And make this last resolve. 

" I '11 go to Jesus, though my sin 
Hath like a mountain rose ; 

I know his courts, I '11 enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

" Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, 
And there my guilt confess ; 

I '11 tell him I 'm a wretch undone, 
Without his sovereign grace. 



130 MISCELLANEOUS. 

4 " But should the Lord reject my plea, 

And disregard my prayer, 
Yet, still, like Esther, I will stay, 
And perish only there. 

5 " I can but perish if I go — 

I am resolved to try ; 
For if I stay away, I know 
I must forever die." 

HYMN 117. P. M. 

1 The Lord of hosts is on my side, 
In him — him only, I confide, 

Nor shall confide in vain ; 
Amidst ten thousand foes and snares, 
Amidst ten thousand anxious cares, 

He can my soul sustain. 

2 I will not yield to servile fear, 
Though all the fiends of hell draw 

near, 

To fight, and rage, and rave ; 
My gracious God is also nigh, 
And will their hostile rage defy; 

He is at hand to save. 

3 Let us our hope in God express, 
Our hope is in his mighty grace, 



MISCELLANEOUS. 131 

And still in him confide ; 
With dauntless courage let us rise, 
Press on, and win the gracious prize, 

For God is on our side. 



HYMN 118. P. M. 

1 How pleasant 't is to see 
Kindred and friends agree — 

Each in his proper station move, 
And each fulfil his part, 
With sympathizing heart, 

In all the cares of life and love. 

2 'T is like the ointment shed 
On Aaron's sacred head — 

Divinely rich, divinely sweet; 

The oil through all the room 

Diffused a rich perfume, 
Ran through his robes, and blest his feet. 

3 Like fruitful showers of rain 
That water all the plain, 

Descending from the neighboring hills; 
Such streams of pleasure roll 
Through every friendly soul, 

Where love, like heavenly dew, distils. 



132 MISCELLANEOUS. 



HYMN 119. L. M. 

1 Shall I, for fear of feeble man, 
The Spirit's course in me restrain ? 
Or, undismayed, in deed and word, 
Be a true witness of my Lord ? 

2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I 
Conceal the word of God most high ! 
How then before thee shall I dare 
To stand, or how thine anger bear ? 

3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, 
Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue, 
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 
The cross endured, my Lord, by thee ? 

4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid ? 
A man ! an heir of death ! a slave 
To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 

5 Yea, let men rage ; since thou wilt 

spread 
Thy shadowing wings around my 

head; 
Since in all pain thy tender love 
Will still my sure refreshment prove. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



HYMN 120. P. M. 



133 



1 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 

With all your creature good ; 
Only Jesus we pursue, 

Who bought us with his blood ! 
All thy pleasures we forego, 

We trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
Only Jesus will we know, 

And Jesus crucified! 

2 Here will we set up our rest; 

Each fluctuating heart 
From the haven of his breast 

Shall never more depart. 
Whither should a sinner go ? 

His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
Only Jesus will we know, 

And Jesus crucified ! 

3 O that we could all invite, 

This saving truth to prove ; 
Show the length, the breadth, the 
height, 

And depth of Jesus' love ! 
Fain we would to sinners show, 

The blood by faith alone applied ; 
Only Jesus will we know 

And Jesus crucified ! 



134 MISCELLANEOUS. 

HYMN 121. 10 & 11. 

1 The fields are all white, the harvest 

is near ; 

The reapers all with their sharp sick- 
les appear, 

To reap down the fields and gather in 
barns ; 

While the wild plants of nature are 
left for to burn. 

2 Come then, O my soul, and think on 

that day, 
When all things in nature shall cease 

and decay, 
The trumpet shall sound, the angels 

appear, 
To reap down the earth, both the 

wheat and the tares. 

3 But hear the sad cry, ascending the 

sky, 

Of those in distress who have no- 
where to fly ; 

They call for the rocks and moun- 
tains to fall 

Upon their poor souls, to hide them 
from thrall. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 135 

4 'T will all be in vain ; the mountains 

must flee, 
The rocks fly like hailstones, and 

must no more be ; 
The earth it shall shake, the sea shall 

retire, 
And this solid world shall then be all 

on fire. 

5 Then, wretched mortars, look up 

and 'spy 

The glorious Redeemer descending 
the sky, 

On chariots of fire ; to earth he is 
bound, 

With guards of bright angels attend- 
ing him down. 

6 But hear the kind Judge, that great 

day alarms, 
First gather my children all into my 

arms, 
That seven last plagues be poured out 

on those 
Who 've blasphemed my name and 

my saints have opposed. 



136 MISCELLANEOUS. 

HYMN 122. 10s & lis. 

1 O, tell me, thou life and delight of 

my soul, 
Where the flock of thy pasture are 
feeding ; 
I seek thy protection, I need thy control ; 
I would go where my Shepherd is 
leading ; 
0, tell me the place where thy flock 
are at rest, 
Where the noontide will find them 
reposing ; 
The tempest now rages, my soul is 
distressed, 
And the darkness around me is 
closing. 

2 0, why must I dwell with the hosts 

of thy foes, 

'Mid the desert where now they are 
roving, 
Where hunger and thirst, where afflic- 
tions and woes, 

And lies now their ruin are proving? 
O, when shall my exile and wander- 
ings cease, 

And the troubles that fill me with 
weeping ? 



MISCELLANEOUS. 137 

Thou Shepherd of Israel ! give me 
that peace 
Thou hast promised the flock of thy 
keeping. 

HYMN 123. P. M. 

Watchmen ! onward to your stations ! 

Blow the trumpet long and loud ! 
Preach the gospel to the nations, 
Speak to every gathering crowd ! 
See ! the day is breaking ! 
See the saints awaking, 
No more in sadness bowed ! 
Watchmen ! hail the rising glory 
Of the great Messiah's reign ! 
Tell the coming Savior's story, 
Tell it to the listening train : 
See his wrath revealing; 
See the Spirit sealing; 
'T is life amid the slain ! 
Watchmen ! as the clouds are flying, 

As the doves in haste return, 
Thousands, from amid the dying, 
Flee to Christ, his love to learn; 
All their sighs and sadness 
Turn to joy and gladness, 
When_they this truth discern. 



INDEX. 



PART. PAGB. 

A city appears to our view, 3 . 17 

A charge to keep I have, 3 . 52 

All hail the power of Jesus' name, . . . 3 . 66 

Alas! and did my Savior bleed, . . . I , 17 

Am I a soldier of the cross, .*.... 3 . 47 

Angels roll the rock away, 3 . 112 

And let our feeble bodies fail, 3 . 116 

And must I be to judgment brought, . 3 . 76 

And when the last loud trumpet, .... 3 . 27 

And will the Judge descend, . . * . » 2 . 34 

Another weary day is gone, . . . . . . 3 . 6 

Arise and shine, O Zion fair, 3 . 9 

As on the cross my Savior hung, . . . 1 . 16 

Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, . 3 . 117 

Awake and sing the song, 3 . 51 

Away with our sorrow and fear, . . * . 2 . 66 

Before Jehovah's awful throne, .... 3 . 57 

Behold, with awful pomp, 3 . 86 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 3 . 98 

Brethren, while we sojourn here, . . > . 1 . 14 

Burst ye emerald gates and bring, . . . 3 . 12 

By faith we find the place above, .... 2 . 64 

Christian, the morn breaks sweetly, . . 3 . 85, 

Children of the Heavenly King, . . . 1 . 15 

Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, . 3 . 67 

Come, brethren dear, and sisters, . . . 3 . 53 

Come, all ye sons of Zion, 1 . 28 



INDEX. 139 

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast, 3 . 129 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs, . . 3 . 122 

Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 3 . 46 

Come to Jesus just now, , • 1 . 63 

Come, tune ye saints, your noblest strains, 3 . 62 

Comfort, ye ministers of grace, .... 3 . 65 

Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, . . . 3 . 94 

Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy, . . 3 . 49 

Day of judgment, day of wonders, . . . 2 . 4 
Don't you see my Jesus coming, . 1, p. 62, 2, 8 

Father of all, in whom alone, 3 . 67 

Father of mercies, in thy word, .... 3 . 102 

Farewell, farewell, farewell, dear friends, 1 . 20 

From all that dwell below the skies, . 3 . 69 

From every stormy wind that blows, . . 2 . 22 

From every earthly pleasure, 1 . 12 

From Greenland's icy mountains, . . . 3 . 25 

Glorious things of thee are spoken, . . 3 . 7 

Great God, what do I see and hear, . . 1 . 50 

Great God, whose universal sway, . . 3 . 20 

Hail to the Lord's anointed, 3 . 21 

Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays, 3 . 105 

Hail you, and where did you come from, 2 . 39 

Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds, 1 . 30 

Hark! that shout or rapturous joy, . . .2 . G 

Hark! 'tis the warlike clarion, , . . . 3 . 45 

Hark, my soul, it is the Lord, 3 . 50 

Hark! the song of jubilee, 3 . 97 

Hark from the cross a voice of peace, . 2 . 72 

Hark! a voice divides the sky, .... 3 . 126 

Haste, my dull soul, arise, 2 . 58 

Hear the trumpet's awful sound, . . . 3 . 90 

Hear what the voice from heaven, . . . 3 . 115 



140 INDEX. 

Here is a band of brethren dear, . . . 2 . 30 

He comes, he comes, the Judge severe, . 2 . 70 

He dies, the friend of sinners dies! . . 3 . 125 

Holy Bible, book divine ! 3 . 103 

Hosanna ! hark, the melody, 3 . 2 

7Tow beauteous are their feet, 3 . 61 

How happy is the pilgrim's lot, .... 1 . 59 

How happy is the man, 2 . 32 

How happy every child of grace, . . . 3 . 34 

How happy are the little flock, .... 3 . 88 

How long, O Lord, our Savior, .... 1 . 6 

How long, O Lord, how long, 1 . 3 

How long shall death the tyrant reign, 3 . 117 

How lost was my condition, 1 . 13 

How many years has man been driven, 3 . 96 

How precious is the book divine, . . . 2 . 12 

How pleasant 't is to see, 3 . 131 

How sweet to reflect, 1, p. 10, 2, 2 

How will my heart endure, ...... 3 . 92 

I know that my Redeemer lives, .... 3 . 35 

I long to behold him arrayed, ..... 3 , 11 

I '11 try to prove faithful 1 . 34 

I 'm not asnamed to own my Lord, . . 1 . 41 

I never shall forget the day, 2 . 14 

Inspirer of the ancient seers, 3 . 100 

In expectation sweet, 2 . 35 

I would not live alway, . . 1 . 35 

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, 3 . 14 

Jerusalem, my happy home, 2 . 46 

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, . . 1, p. 66, 2, 36 

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, . . 3 . 78 

Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend, . . . 1 . 42 

Jesus, my Savior, and my Lord, ... 3 . 104 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, . . . 3 . 21 

Jesus, faithful to his trust, 3 . 109 



INDEX. 141 

Leader of faithful souls, . ...... .3 . 10 

Let the seventh angel sound on high, . 2 . 71 

Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, . . 1 . 54 

Life "is a span, a "fleeting hour, .... 3 . 114 

Light of the world, shine on our souls, .3 . 128 

Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, 2 . 44 

Lo ! what a glorious sight appeal's, . . 1 . 4 

May I throughout this day of thine, . . 3 . 59 

'Mid scenes of confusion, 1 . 38 

My Bible leads to glory, 2 . 10 

My Brother, I wish you well, 1 . 47 

My soul, be on thy guard, 2 . 15 

Mi' soul is happy "when I hear, .... 2 . 19 

My heart was cold, lukewarm was I, . 2 . 48 

Must Simon bear his cross alone, . . . 2 . 50 

Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, .3 . 113 

Now Jesus, our king, reigns, 3.121 

Now to the Lamb that once was slain, . 3 . 123 

Now let us sing the coming fate, . . . 3 . 28 

O God, my inmost soul convert, .... 3 . 43 

O glorious hope of heavenly love, . . . 3 . 32 

O get your hearts in order, 2 . 40 

Oh ! the amazing pomp, 2 . 23 

O there will be mourning, 1 . 32 

Oh, land of rest, for thee I sigh ! . . . 1 . 72 

O Savior of sinners, when faint, . . . .1 . 46 

O Savior, is thy promise fled, .... 3 . 33 

O tell me no more, 3 . 13 

O tell me, thou life and delight, . ... 3 . 136 

O turn ye, O turn ye, 1 . 22 

O what'hath Jesus" bought for me, . . 3 . 43 

O when shall I see Jesus, 3 . 37 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, . 1 . 24 

On Tabor's top the Savior stands, ... 3 . '40 



142 INDEX. 

On the mountain's top appearing, . . . 3 . 39 

Our Lord is risen from the dead, ... 3 . 109 

Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time, . . 2 . 62 

Rejoice, the Lord is King, 3 . 26 

Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, .... 3 . 60 

Righteous God, whose vengeful vials, . 2 . 16 

See, brethren, see, how the day rolls on, 2 . 56 

See the eternal Judge descending, . . . 1 . 56 

See the Judge descending, 2 . 27 

See Sodom wrapped in fire, 1 . 43 

Shall I for fear of feeble man, .... 3 . 132 

Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims, • 3 . 68 

Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, .... 2 . 68 

Sinners, the call obey, 3 . 127 

Soldiers of the cross," arise, 3 . 71 

Speak often to each other, 3 . 56 

Stand the Omnipotent decree, 2 . 42 

Sweet is the w T ork, my God my King, . 3 . 58 

Sweet are the gifts, 3 . 74 

Sweet rivers of redeeming love, . . . . 3 . 77 

Tell me no more of earthly toys, .... 3 . 107 

That awful day will surely come, . . . 3 . 93 

The Savior comes, 3 . 23 

The Lord will come, the earth shall quake,3 . 72 

The Lord has promised good to me, . . 3 . 119 

The Lord of hosts is on my side, .... 3 . 130 

The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian, 1 . 45 

The Lord, the Judge, before his throne, 2 . 69 

The pleasures of earth I have seen, . . 3 . 30 

The glorious day is coming, 3 . 54 

The great archangel's trump, shall sound, 3 . 81 

The counsels of redeeming grace, ... 3 . 103 

The morning flowers display their sweets, 3 . Ill 

The angel comes, he comes to reap, . . 3 . 120 



INDEX. 143 

The fields are all white, ....... 3 . 134 

The clouds at length are breaking, . . . 1 . 7 

The groaning creation doth wait, . . . 3 . 119 

The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels, . 1 . 29 

The last lovely morning, 2 . 7 

The voice of free grace, 1 . IS 

The spirit in our hearts, 2 . 20 

The night is wearing fast away, .... 1 . 63 

The God of Abraham praise, 1 . 4S 

There is an hour of peaceful rest, . . . 1 . 8 

There are angels hovering round, . . . 2 . 21 

These glorious minds, how bright, . . . 3 . 123 

This world is all a fleeting show, . . . 1 . 9 

Though troubles assail, 3. 41 

Though in the outward church below, . 1 . 36 

Thou Judge of quick and dead, .... 3 . 82 

To Jesus, "the crown of my hope, . . . 3 . 91 

Together let us sweetly live, 1 . 58 

'T was by an order from the Lord, . . 3 . 105 

Thy kingdom come ; thus day by day, . 3 . 19 

Triumphant Zion, lift thy head, .... 3 . 64 

Vain, delusive world, adieu, 3 . 133 

Wake the song of jubilee, 3 . 99 

Watchman! tell us of the night, . . . 3 . 44 

Watchmen, onward to your stations, . . 3 . 137 

Wandering pilgrims, mourning, .... 1 . 52 

We are living, we are dwelling, .... 1 . 70 

We shall see a light appear 2 . 52 

We are travelling home to Heaven above, 1 . 60 

Welcome, sweet. day of rest, 3 . 59 

What heavenly music do I hear, . . . .3 . 95 

What sound is this salutes my ear, . . 1 . 26 

What glory gilds the sacred page, ... 3 . 106 

When Ihou, my righteous Judge, . . . 3 . 38 

When wild confusion wrecks the air. . . 3 . 73 



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When the King of kings comes, . . 

When shall I see the day, 

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Why do we mourn for dying friends, 
Why should we start and fear to die, 
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And tell you that lions are found in the way ; 
He means to deceive you, escape for thy life, 
And look not behind you ; " remember Lot's wife ! " 

How many poor souls has the tempter beguiled ! 
With specious temptations how many defiled! 
O, be not deluded, escape for thy life, 
And look not behind you ; " remember Lot's wife ! " 

The ways of religion true pleasure afford, 
No pleasures can equal the joys of the Lord ; 
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But if you determine the call to refuse, 
And venture the way of destruction to choose, 
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I 'm a pilgrim, and I 'm a stranger, &c. 

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There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
Nor any tears there, nor any dying ! 
I 'm a pilgrim, and I 'm a stranger, &c. 

Farewell, neighbors, with tears I 've warned you, 
I must leave you, I must leave you and be gone ! 
With this your portion, your hearts' desire — 
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I 'm a pilgrim, and I 'm a stranger, &c. 

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Though nature's strength decay, He keeps his own secure, 

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The watery deep I pass, With streams of sacred bliss, 

With Jesus in my view ; With groves of living joys, 

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Through all their land. 
The listening spheres attend, 

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Who fearest no trouble to come, 
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Hail to the millions from bondage returning, 
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 

3. Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing, 

Streams ever copious are gliding along; 
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing 
Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song, 

4. See, the dead risen from land and from ocean, 

Praise to Jehovah ascending on high; 
Fall'n are the engines of war and commotion, 
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 



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20 



"HAVE YOU FAITH?" 



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The grave yields up its precious trust, 
Which long has slumber'd in the dust; 
Resplendent forms ascending fair, 
To meet the Saviour in the air. 

4 
Descending with his azure throne, 
He claims the Kingdom for his own; 
The saints rejoice, they shout, they sing, 
And hail him their triumphant King. 

5 
O joyful day, when he appears 
With all his saints, to end their fears; 
Our Lord will then his right obtain, 
And in his kingdom ever reign. 



24 



"I'M A TRAVELLER." 



BY N. BILLINGS. 



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Win me away; 
Pleasures that forever live — 

I cannot stay 
I'm a trav'ler to a land 

Where ail is fair; 
Where is seen no broken band — 

All, all are there. 
Where no tear shall ever fall, 

Nor heart be sad; 
Where the glory is for all, 

And all are glad. 
I'm a trav'ler, and I go 

Where all is fair; 
Farewell all I've loved below — 

I must be there. 
Worldly honors, hopes and gain, 

All I resign; 
Welcome sorrow, grief and pain, 

If heav'n be mine. 
I'm a trav'ler — call me not — 

Upward's my way; 
Yonder is my rest and lot, 

I cannot stay. 
Farewell earthly pleasures all, 

Pilgrim I'll roam; 
Hail me not — in vain you call — 

Yonder's my home. 



26 

Alto. Animato 



Armageddon. 



Legato. 



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Its clustering grapes are round and 

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birth, 
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Messiah comes to tread amain 
The wine-press of the battle-plain; 

4 The cry is up, the strife begun, 
The struggle of the mighty ones: 
And Armageddon's day comes on, 
The carnival of Slaughter's sons; 
War lifts his helmet to his brow: 
OGod! protect thy people now! 

TART SECOND. 

5 The graves are cleaved! the saints 

arise! 
The resurrection of the just! 
And now, unto their kindred skies, 
Up leap the tenants of the dust! 
They rise to meet their Lord in air, 
And tune their hallelujahs there. 

6 Wake, Zion, wake! put on thy 

strength! 
Don thy rich garb, Jerusalem! 
Rise, shine! thy li«ht is come at length, 
And thou the wicked shall condemn. 
But hark! the war-whoop nearer 

sounds! 
From land to land Destruction 

bounds! 

7 Assemble quickly, fowls of air! 
Come to the supper of the Lord: 
The »reat ones of the earth prepare 
To reap the harvest of the sword; 
And captains'flesh shall be yourfood, 



And ye shall drink of heroes' blood. 

8 The cry is up, the strife begun; 
Destruction spreads from field tofield; 
And soon shall Slaughter's work be 

done, 
Soon shall Abaddon's legions yield; 
Unnumberedthousands shall beslain, 
Ere day break on Megiddo's plain. 

PART THIRD. 

9 Down, Bab\lon! down, Mahomet! 
Impostor and Apostate, down! 
Your day is past, your sun is set; 
Now reap the whirlwind ye have 

sown; 
Drink — yea, drink deep — the wine's 

poured forth, 
The red wine of Jehovah's wrath. 

10 Thev drink! they drink! they fall! 

they fall! 
With all their sorceries and charms; 
And Desolation grasps them all 
Within his vast and withering arms; 
The "strong one'" has them in his 

toil; 
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spoil. 

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spoil; 

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Ha! ha! Death "grins a ghastly 
smile;" 

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they ? 

The flames, the flames, great Auto- 
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Spread o'er thee in Jehosophat. 



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O'erwhelmed with the sight, for protection I'll fly, 
And hide in the Rock, that is higher than I ! 

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When summoned away before God to appear, 
By free-grace supported I'll yield without fear! 
Most gladly I'll venture with Jesus on high, 
To enter the Rock that is higher than I! 

5 
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To dwell, and eternally join in the song, 
Of praising and blessing with angels on high, 
Christ Jesus, the Rock that is higher than I ! 

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Shall then be fulfilled and the glory received; 
The hand that was pierced for me wipe my tears dry. 
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Come, th;it we may see thee nigh; 

Then the sheep shall feed in peace; 
Hushed forever trouble's sigh, 

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While we in the desert roam, 

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3 Lord, how long shall the creation 

Groan and travail sore in pain; 
Waiting for its sure salvation, 
When thou shalt in glory reign, 

And like Eden, 
This sad earth shall bloom again. 

4 Reign, O reign Almighty Saviour! 

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Make it known, that in thy favor, 

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